'Oh George, do you think we are ruined, or anything?' cried Sarah in excitement.
'Oh, do be quiet, and don't talk so loud, or the cabby will hear you! Of course we're not ruined; but it would never astonish me any day if we came a howler. The pater goes too fast, and—— But we're all right now; and, for goodness' sake, don't say a word to mother; it would upset her dreadfully. It's only for her sake I'd mind so much.'
'We'd work for her, and she'd be happier with us, without father always shouting at her,' said Sarah.
'Probably we'd have to work for him too, and he might not be angelic as a pauper,' suggested George grimly, perhaps with a view to subdue Sarah's desire for poverty.
'Oh, I never thought of that. Let's hope his money will last as long as he lives,' she cried.
CHAPTER V.
A RELUCTANT INVITATION.
'We'd better go in the back way, I think,' observed George, tapping at the window of the cab as he spoke and giving the order.
Sarah laughed, as she spread her hands out before her and surveyed them. 'Perhaps it would be as well, for peace' sake,' she remarked.