Honor put on her hat and threw a kerchief over her shoulders, and took her little brother Willy by the hand.
'Whither are you going, Honor?' asked Kate.
'I am going to find a place for Charles, as he will not seek one for himself. I have turned him out of this house, and must secure him shelter elsewhere.'
'Who will have him?' asked Kate contemptuously. She was less forbearing with Charles than Honor. Honor did not answer immediately.
'Try Chimsworthy,' suggested Kate; 'Larry would put in a word for us.'
Honor slightly coloured. She put on her red cloak.
'I cannot, Kate. Larry and Charles have quarrelled.'
'Larry bears no grudges. I will answer for him.'
'I do not wish to ask a favour of the Nanspians.'
'Why not?'