She left the room without waiting for a reply, and the four apprentices followed almost immediately in a body, Floy rose too.
“Patsy and I will take your trunk up, Miss Kemper,” said Hetty. “It’s small, and we can easily carry it.”
“But is there not some man I could hire?”
“No, none near that I know of. Just let me have my own way. I’m used to it, ain’t I, mother?” laughed Hetty.
“Of course you are, Hetty,” returned Mrs. Goodenough absently, sipping her tea. “What is it Shakespeare says?”
CHAPTER XVI.
INITIATED.
“Come then, oh care! oh grief! oh woe!
Oh troubles mighty in your kind!