She's my half-sister, and I think I ought to know." "Did you say she went out charing ?" I asked, making believe as if I knew of somebody who might employ her.
"Yes, of course I did," answered the woman; "and if you can put a job into her hands, you'll be doing a good turn to a poor hard-working creature as wants it.

She lives down the Mews here to the right--name of Horlick, and as honest a woman as ever stood in shoe-leather.

Now, then, ma'am, what for you ?" Another customer came in just then, and occupied her attention.

I left the shop, passed the turning that led down to the Mews, looked up at the name of the street, so as to know how to find it again, and then ran home as fast as I could.

Perhaps it was the remembrance of my strange dream striking me on a sudden, or perhaps it was the shock of the discovery I had just made, but I began to feel frightened without knowing why, and anxious to be under shelter in my own room.
It Robert should come back! Oh, what a relief and help it would be now if Robert should come back! May 1st.