"Yes, my dear, do."
"Would you like me to read to you a little when I come?"
"Ay, do; I can't read. There was none of this schooling in my day, and it's lonesome sitting here and doing nothing."
"Then I'll come to-morrow. I always get out about this time, and I'll come as often as I can."
When Marjorie left old Mother Hotchkiss she looked at her watch, and saw that it was time that she was going home, as it was getting near teatime.
But, as soon as she opened the door of Colwyn House, Bessie, who was cleaning the kitchen, left her work and came to meet her. "There's a gentleman been here while you were gone, Miss. He didn't look half sorry when I said you was out. He said he would look if he could see you about anywheres."
"Who was he?"
"He didn't leave any name. He was an awful nice gentleman, too!"
"Bessie, could you see that Mrs. Holtby gets her tea, if I go to look for him?"
"Yes; I'll see to her."