“’Deed I will,” said the good soul, and she bustled about till the whole household was awake to give us breakfast.
I waited only to allay my hunger, and then rose.
“Good-bye just now, Miss Kit,” said I.
Her face fell.
“Oh,” said she, “you’re not going to leave me, Barry!”
“Till to-night. I am pledged to pay the Dutchman for saving my life by working for him this day. After that—”
“Oh, go,” said she, holding out her hand, “for he deserves all the thanks in the world for saving you for me.”
She blushed as she saw how I lit up at the words, but left her hand in mine as I raised it to my lips.
“Farewell, my dear Barry,” said she. “Heaven bless you, and bring you safely back!”
All the world then seemed turned to brightness, and I stepped out like a man who treads on air. But at the door I remembered myself enough to return and seek Biddy in her kitchen.