"Very naughty children they are," said Miss Neil; "but of course we must keep our word. How much, Miss Thompson, ought we to give this man?"
"Seven pounds ten at the very least," cried Christian.
"Hush, Christian! you certainly have no voice in the matter."
"We promised that bold girl, Judith Ford, ten pounds," said Miss Thompson.
"That is quite true; and this man——"
"Oh, he was so kind!" said Christian. "He carried me when I nearly fainted from tiredness; and he and his mother gave us such delicious tea. Didn't they, Rosy?"
"That they did," said Rosy. "I haven't never took such a fancy to anything as I did to that hot buttered toast," she added.
Morris smiled and his dark eyes twinkled.
"You must come another day, missy, and see my mother," was his answer.