"But it is true now, Norton."
"Ay, it is true; and you belong to mamma and me now, Pink; and to nobody else in the wide world. Isn't that jolly?"
"And to Mr. Richmond," Matilda added.
"Not a bit to Mr. Richmond; not a fraction," said Norton. "He may be your guardian and your minister if you like; and I like him too; he's a brick; but you belong to nobody in the whole world but mamma and me."
"Well, Norton," said Matilda, with a sigh of pleasure—"I'm glad."
"Glad!" said Norton. "Now come,—let us sit right down and see some of the things we'll do."
"Yes. But no, Norton; I must get Mr. Richmond's supper. I shall not have many times more to do that; Miss Redwood will be soon home, you know."
"And we too, I hope. I declare, Pink, I believe you like getting supper. Here goes! What is to do?"
"Nothing, for you, Norton."
"Kettle on?"