But Miss Adams laughed outright, then looked grave again.
"There are plenty of people would like to take care of my money, Bessie, and there are some people who try, or think they try, to make me behave myself; but not because they care for me, only because they are shocked by the things I do. So I try to shock them more than ever."
Bessie was sure this was not right, but she did not like to tell Miss Adams so.
"But I am sorry I shocked you, Bessie, and made you think me no lady. Now tell me that you forgive me, and shake hands with me. I am going away to-morrow, and may never see you again."
Bessie put her little hand in Miss Adams', and lifted up her face to her.
"I'll kiss you now," she said, "and I'm sorry I wouldn't that day."
The young lady looked pleased, and stooping, she kissed her two or three times, then took her hand to lead her back to nurse. Nurse was just rising from her seat and looking anxiously up at the sky.
"There's a cloud coming over the sun," she said; "I'm afraid it is going to rain."
"I expect it is," said Miss Adams; "I saw there was a shower coming as I drove down the hill, but I did not think it would be here for some time yet."