Oh Hannah, will you please take me to our little cottage for a few hours--I should so like to die there--I was born there, wasn't I, Hannah ?" "Yes, love, but you're not going to die there, nor nowhere else.

I can't take you back to the cottage, dearie, for it's let, and I'm not living there.

I've a little bit of a place of my own in the village of Teckford and I keep a small shop, and don't do so bad.

You must come home now with me, darling.

Oh, yes, you must--not a word must you say against it; then, when you've rested, and have had some nice bread and milk, you shall tell old Hannah your story; and if so be as you're in any trouble, why, your old nurse Hannah will set her wits to work to find a way out of it.