“Then I may trust you, Dally?” whispered Leo.
“Trust me, miss?” said the girl, looking at her innocently; “why, of course you can.”
“To-night, then, after dark!”
“Yes, miss, after dark; and if I’m asked for, you’ll say you give me leave to go and see poor gran’fa, who isn’t well.”
“Yes, Dally, I will.”
“And she’s been to boarding school, and thinks herself clever,” said Dally, as soon as she was alone. “Go after dark, miss? Yes, I will. They say people’s soft when they’re sick and weak. Perhaps so. Tom may be so now. After dark!” she muttered with a little cough. “Yes, miss; you may trust me! I’ll go after dark!”