'Yes; how else can I get money? I'm a poor girl, owned by nobody, for whom nobody cares.'
'You will bring disgrace—deeper disgrace on the family—on the name.'
'Not I; I'm honest. If I am given five shillings, may I not receive it? Master Runham gave me the money to make me shut my mouth. I was singing
"My father's a hedger and ditcher,
My mother"'—
'For heaven's sake, silence!' said Drownlands angrily. 'If you will hold your tongue, I will give you a couple of shillings.'
'A couple of shillings! And I'm your own niece, and have your name.'
'More shame to you—to your mother!' exclaimed the farmer bitterly.
The girl suddenly dropped her head, and her brow became crimson.