"Good-bye, and be a good girl," she replied, kindly, and my heart almost softened toward her; for in that moment I felt as if deserted by every faculty.
"Come on, Ann, come on," urged Master William; and I mechanically obeyed.
In the cross-hall I met Louise, who exclaimed, "Why, Ann, where are you going?"
"I don't know, Louise, I'm sold."
"Sold! Who's bought you?"
"I don't know—Master William didn't tell me."
"Who's bought her, Mr. Summerville?"
"The man to whom I sold her," he answered, with a laugh.
"But who is he?" persisted Louise, without noticing the joke.