"Yes."
"Where were you going, Mercy—back to your poor friends?"
"No. But will he be sure to come to-night?"
"No doubt. At what time was he here last night?"
"Ten o'clock."
"It is now hard on nine. Tell him to go to Hendon at once, and when he goes, you go with him. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Don't forget—to-night; to-morrow night will not do. If he does not come, you must follow me to Hendon and tell me so. I shall be there. Don't tell him that—do you hear?"
The girl gave a meek assent.
"And now good-bye for an hour or two, little one."