"Can't we get away from here? I'm frightened."
"We might creep out of a night, for certain, but in the daytime they're a-watchin us."
"Who? Who are watching us?" said Christian. She went up to Rose and clasped her hand in an access of terror.
"Well, that Mrs. Carter; and most like there are others in the house, and they all know you have money. I tell you what, Miss Christian, there's only one thing to do."
"What is that? Oh, what? Oh, I am frightened! I never thought I should be so terrified."
"It's a clear case when one ought to be terrified," said Rose, and she sank down on one of the chairs and stared straight in front of her. "Yes," she repeated, "it's clear it means terrifying; there aint a doubt of that."
"What is to be done?" said Christian. "Oh, if mother could see me now! Oh, father, father! Rosy, I'd rather be in the most awful strict-discipline school in the whole world than here."
"You think so because you aint at the school," was Rosy's astute reply. "Now, Miss Christian, let me think; don't speak for a minute. It were I who got you into this, so it must be me to get you out; that's but fair."
"It is—it is; but can you?"
"Let me think, miss. Judith will be back in half an hour. I'll think for a bit and then speak."