_I_ shall have to work some day as she does, and I mean to copy her.

Only I shall have no mother to support," said Hetty, swallowing a little sigh because Mark could not bear her to be sentimental.
"Oh! well, we shall have some fun at all events," said Mark; "and don't you go spoiling it, proving that Miss Davis is a saint." "Where can we get clothes to dress up in ?" asked Hetty.
"Farmer Dawson's son is going to bring them to me, and you will find yours in your room just at dusk.

Hurry them on fast and I shall be waiting in the passage." That evening two rather puny figures of an old man and woman were shown up into the school-room where Miss Davis was sitting alone, looking into the fire and thinking of her distant home.

Hetty was supposed to be arranging her wardrobe in her own room, and the other girls were with their mother.

The governess was enjoying the treat of an hour of leisure alone, when she was informed that Mr.and Mrs.Crawford from Oldtown, Sheepshire, wished to see her.
"Show them up," said Miss Davis, and waited in surprised expectation.
"Who are they ?" she thought; "I do not know the name.