Indeed, they nearly had them persuaded to send Bridgy's money back.
'But Onny was set on going.' She glanced at her sister in the corner of the carriage.

Hyacinth turned to her.
'Why do you want to leave Ireland ?' But Onny remained silent, sulky, at it seemed.

It was the younger girl who answered him.
'They say it's a fine life they have out there.

There's good money to be earned, and mightn't we be coming home some day with a fortune ?' 'But aren't you sorry to leave Ireland ?' Again he looked at the elder girl, and this time was rewarded with a flash of defiant bitterness from her eyes.
'Sorry, is it?
No, but I'm glad!' 'Onny's always saying that there was nothing to be earned in the factory.

And she got more than the rest of us.