"I—I haven't touched 'em, ma'am!"
"She's getting trembly—like an earthquake, poor little hap'orth," observed Nell.
"Not touched them? Then where are they? They have disappeared! Are you sure—"
"Nell—oh, Nell, I—I put them on the dining-room fender to warm!"
"Molly! Oh, you are too lovely for anything! Hadn't you better go and tell her?"
Molly cowered down in her chair.
"I daren't!"
"I will, then."
She turned to the door, but Molly jumped up. "No, I'll go!"
She came tearing back presently and flung herself down into a chair.