"Yes, I'll go," said Elfie; "they'll know me there, but you won't let 'em turn you agin' me, will you?" she added.
"They won't try, Elfie, when they know you're wanting to be a different girl," said Susie. "Come and have some tea now," she added, "and I'll tell you how I came to be in the street where you was took up."
Elfie had forgotten to ask about this in the fright and excitement. "How did you get there?" she asked now.
Susie thought for a minute or two, and then she said, "I think God sent me, Elfie."
"Perhaps he did," said Elfie, with drooping head, "for I'd made up my mind never to come back to you any more when the policeman took me. I thought it was all up then, and I might as well forget all you'd told me, for it only made me feel bad and miserable."
"Then God sent me to bring you home, Elfie; and I've got a place too, I think," said Susie joyfully.
"Got a place!" repeated Elfie.
"Yes; I'm to go every morning, and do all sorts of work, and learn to be a proper servant," said Susie.
"But you'll come back every night?" said Elfie.
"Oh yes, I shall come back every night," replied Susie. "I shouldn't like to leave you now."