“‘Does your mother want anything in particular, Sue?’
“Sue hesitated, and looked a little troubled.
“‘Tell me, dear; now, while your father is away, you have no one to manage for you. Let me know what I can do.’
“‘O Roswald would manage for us,’ said Sue;—‘but——’
“‘But what?’
“The lady’s manner and tone were very kind. Sue looked up.
“‘She has nothing to eat, ma’am.’
“‘Nothing to eat!’
“‘No, ma’am; and I’ve only two shillings and sixpence,—two shillings and fourpence, I mean,—to get anything with; and I don’t know what to get. She can’t eat what we can.’
“‘Have you nothing more to depend on but that, my child?’