reverie. "Why, Dick, what's the matter?" she cried, throwing her arm
round him, and kissing the top of his head. "Why, there's nothing to
fret about now, it's all lovely. You and me have got a home, and
we've got work to do, and oh, Dick, we've got to do a lot, to make up
for all that's been done for us; and we'll do it, won't we, old man!
We'll never mind what we do, as long as it's to help somebody."

Dick wriggled and wagged his tail in joyful assent, and barked
loudly, to show how much he appreciated the arrangement.

Mrs. Perry came to the door, looking down the garden, to see if they
were there. "Huldah," she called, "Huldah! I want you to go into the
village to get some tea; we have run out, and we want some sugar,
too."

Huldah turned and ran quickly into the house. She was quite ready to
go, but in her heart of hearts she always shrank a little from going
into the village; the people stared at her so, and asked all manner
of questions, which she found it difficult to answer.

A little girl and a dog cannot arrive in a village as though they had
dropped out of the sky, without, of course, people wanting to know
who they are, and where they come from, and why they came, and with
whom they lived before, and with whom they are staying now, and how
long they are going to stay.

Mrs. Perry had adopted Huldah as her niece, but a number of people in
the village did not really believe she was so, and, having very
little to do or think about, they were anxious to find out, and
Huldah, when she did go amongst them, found it very trying.