"But what do you mean?" said Kathleen.
"I mean this, my dear, that my husband and I will see you seven back to your home, wherever it is."
Kathleen burst out laughing; then she looked very grave, and her eyes filled with tears as she said:
"But wouldn't mother approve of it?"
"If your mother is the least like me she would not approve of it; she would be horrified."
"I don't think the lady can see us home," here remarked Clara Sawyer, "for we live at Merrifield, a good long way from London."
Again the lady and her husband had a talk together, and then she suggested that they should take the girls
back with them to Charing Cross and put them into their train.
"But we thought we'd have a bit of supper," said Kate Rourke.
"I can get you some things at the railway station; you ought not to wait for supper in town," said the gentleman in a stern voice.