"What do you want a shilling for?" said the mother sharply, who had
joined the group. "You ought not to have asked for anything, what bad
manners you have! The weeds cost you nothing, and you ought to be much
obliged to Miss Parker for accepting them."
"I wanted the shilling very much," persisted Jenny, as Edith pressed it
into her hand, and off she ran, as though to hide her treasure.
But Edith had caught sight of something, and forgot shilling and every
thing else in that glimpse. Her own dear old Muff sleeping on the hearth
of the kitchen which she had not yet entered. I shall not tell you all
the endearments she used to puss, they would look ridiculous on paper;
they made even those who heard them smile, but she was so overjoyed that
there was some excuse for her. Mrs. Murray rather damped her joy at once
by saying, "Oh, she's a sad thief, Miss. She steals the fish terribly. I
suppose you can't take her back, Miss?"
"Ah, Joe," said Edith sorrowfully, "you see, you had better have drowned
her."
"So I think," said Mrs.
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