Whereabouts up along do 'ee come from, miss, if 'tisn't a rude question ?" "Devon," said Pamela, smiling at the old man.

"It might be ever so much worse, mightn't it?
Do give me some comfort, Jabez," "Well, yess, miss," he answered, willing to cheer her if he could.
"And maybe 'twas only an accident.

Your parents 'd gone there to live, or something of that sort.

Accidents will happen to the most deserving." "Yes," sighed Pamela, "I feel it was a mistake, for directly I came here I felt at home, and I had never done so before." "You'll be sorry to go back, miss." "Sorry!" cried Pamela.

"I can't bear to think of it.