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Nell, and stretched out a little fat hand to each of them.
"Come and see the beautiful flowers!" she said gleefully; "you never
saw such lovely ones!"

CHAPTER IV
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MRS. KANE IN TROUBLE.
"Now, tell me all about it, for as I am going to be her mother in future I
must know everything that concerns my child."
Mrs. Rushton was talking to Mrs. Kane, having come to the cottage to
announce her intention of adopting Hetty. Mrs. Kane was crying
bitterly.
"You'll excuse me, ma'am. I would not stand in the way of my darling's
good fortune, not for ever so, I'm sure. And yet it's hard to give her up."

"I should not have thought it could make much difference to you. I
believe she was generally running about the roads when not at school."
"Well, you see, ma'am, that is true; but at night and in the mornings she
would kneel on my lap to say her prayers, and put her little soft arms
round my neck. And those are the times I'll mostly miss her."
Mrs. Rushton coughed slightly. She herself liked the sight of Hetty's
pretty face, and was amused by her prattle; but she was not a woman to
think much about the feel of a child's arms around her neck. Mrs. Kane,
perceiving that she was not understood, sprang up from her seat and
went to fetch a parcel from an inner room.
"This is the little shift she wore when I first set eyes on her. It is the
only rag she brought with her; though not much of a rag, I'm bound to
say; for so pretty an article of the kind I never saw," said the good
woman, spreading out on the table an infant's garment of the finest
cambric embroidered delicately round the neck and sleeves.
In the corner was a richly wrought monogram of the initials H.G.
"And that's why we called her Hetty Gray," said Mrs. Kane. "John and I
made up the name to suit the letters. If ever her friends turn up they'll
know the difference, but in the meantime we had to have something to
call her by."
"Why, this is most interesting!" said Mrs. Rushton, examining the
monogram; "she probably belonged to people of position. It is quite
satisfactory that she should prove to be a gentlewoman by birth."
"And that is why I feel bound to give her up, ma'am," said Mrs. Kane,
wiping her overflowing eyes. "I've always put it before me that some
day or other her folks would come wanting her, and I've said to myself
that it would be terrible if she had grown up in the meantime with no
better education than if she was born a village lass. And yet what better
could I have done for her than I could have done for a daughter of my
own if I had had one?"
"Just so," said Mrs. Rushton; "and now you may be sure that she will
be educated, trained, dressed, and everything else, just as if she had
been in her mother's house. As for her own people coming for her, I am
not sure that I shall give her up if they do. Not unless I have grown
tired of her in the meantime."
"Tired of her!" echoed Mrs. Kane, looking at her visitor in great
surprise; "surely, madam, you do not think you will get tired of our

little Hetty!"
"I hope not, my good woman; but even if I do you cannot complain, as
in that case I shall give her back to you; that is, if it happens before her
friends come to fetch her. Unless you are pretending to grieve now, you
cannot be sorry at the prospect of having her again."
"That's true," said the poor woman in a puzzled tone, and she still
looked wistfully at the handsome visitor sitting before her. She did not
know how to express herself, and she was afraid of offending the lady
who was going to be Hetty's mother; yet she felt eager to make some
remonstrance against the injustice of the proceeding which Mrs.
Rushton spoke of as within the bounds of possibility. She believed in
her heart that a great wrong would be done if the child, having been
educated and accustomed to luxury for years, were to be carelessly
thrown back into a life of lowly poverty. However, the trouble that was
in her heart could not find its way through her lips, and she tried to
think that Mrs. Rushton spoke only in jest.
"It is altogether like a romance," that lady was saying as she folded up
the baby garment and put it away in a pretty scented satchel which she
wore at her side. "I