“Did you find her?” said Mrs Riversley. “Pray tell me, Jane. I spoke rather harshly just now, but I could not help it, I was so troubled and upset.”
“Dessay you were; dessay everybody else is,” said the woman roughly. “How’s Miss Mary?”
“Better, Jane; but you must never see her again. She must never know.”
“Did you tell her it was dead?” said the woman sharply.
“Yes, yes, and so it must be to her. But tell me,” continued Mrs Riversley eagerly, “did you make the arrangement?”
“Yes, and I had to give her every penny of the money you started me with.”
“And she does not know anything?”
“No,” said the woman, “and never will if you behave to me proper.”
“Yes, yes, Jane, I will; anything I can do, but you must go from here—at once.”
“And how are you going to manage?”