"Don't you have lessons at all?" said Norton.
"Not now. I wish I did."
"Where are you going now, Pink?"
"Pink!" echoed Matilda.
"Yes, that's your name. Where are you going? Come home with me."
"I have got business, Norton."
"You haven't got"—said Norton, peering round—"yes, I declare she has got—that Bible tucked under her arm! Are you going to see nobody again?"
Matilda nodded.
"I'll go too," said Norton, "and find out what it all means. Give me the book, and I'll carry it."
"But, Norton!" said Matilda, holding the Bible fast, "I would like to have you, but I am afraid you wouldn't like it."