"I—I did not mention it when I first came, because I had somehow hoped you would care for me for myself, even though my money was gone, dear child."
A sneering, scornful laugh broke from Sally's lips, a glare hateful to behold flashed from her eyes.
"You have deceived us shamefully!" she cried. "How angry papa and mamma and Louisa will be to learn that we have been entertaining a pauper!"
"Perhaps you have been entertaining an angel unawares," murmured Miss Rogers.
"God forgive you, girl, for showing so little heart!" exclaimed Miss Rogers, rising slowly to her feet.
"I shall take no saucy remarks from you!" cried Sally, harshly. "Come, make haste! Take off those fine clothes, and be gone as fast as you can!"
"But I have nothing to put on," said Miss Rogers.
Sally instantly touched the bell, and when the maid came in response to her summons, she said, quickly:
"Bring me that bundle of clothes mamma laid out for you to give to the charity collector to-day."
Wonderingly the maid brought the bundle, and she wondered still more when Miss Sally ordered her to go down to the servants' hall, and not to come up until she was called for.