Part 18 (1/2)
”Because I was so wicked, I suppose I couldn't help it, sir”
”But you think he has run away?”
”Yes, sir; I'm sure of it He said he would some day if I was so cruel, and that seeone”
”It is impossible!” said Uncle Josiah ”He must have met with some accident”
”No, sir, he has run away and left o--out of the , and he took a bundle with him, and--and--what shall I do? What shall I do?”
”Took a bundle?” said Uncle Josiah, starting
”Yes, sir, and--and I wish I was dead”
”Silence, you foolish little wo?
Stop; listen to what I say Did ht?”
”No, sir; but hi in the office, and I couldn't get Jeave vent to a lohistle
”Please ask Master Don what ood woton, piteously
”What? Not been hoether”
Uncle Josiah drew a long breath
”That Master Don was always talking to one”
”It is not true!” cried Kitty in a sharp voice as she stood by the table, quivering with anger ”If Cousin Don has gone away, it is your wicked husband who has persuaded hio; pray, pray fetch theed, and there were hard lines about his lips, till his sister laid her hand upon his ar sadly down in her face
”You hear what Kitty says,” whispered Mrs Lavington; ”pray--pray fetch theave the oldlook
But the old rew more hard
”I am afraid it must be true,” he said ”Foolish boy! Woman, your husband has behaved like an idiot”
”But you will send and fetch them back, Josiah”
”Don't talk nonsense, Laura,” said the old rily ”How can I fetch them back? Foolish boy! At a time like this Is he afraid to face the truth?”
”No, no, Josiah,” cried Mrs Lavington; ”it is only that he was hurt”