‟I didn’t know I was crying, sir,” I faltered.

‟ ‟

opposite to me from the other corner of the coach, brushed one of his

large furry cuffs across my eyes (but without hurting me), and showed

me that it was wet.

There! Now you know you are,” he said. Don’t you?” ‟ ‟

‟Yes, sir,” I said.

And what are you crying for?” said the gentleman, Don’t you want to ‟ ‟

go there?”

‟Where, sir?”

‟Where? Why, wherever you are going,” said the gentleman.

‟I am very glad to go there, sir,” I answered.

‟Well, then! Look glad!” said the gentleman.

I thought he was very strange, or at least that what I could see of him

was very strange, for he was wrapped up to the chin, and his face was

almost hidden in a fur cap with broad fur straps at the side of his head

fastened under his chin; but I was composed again, and not afraid of

him. So I told him that I thought I must have been crying because of my

godmother’s death and because of Mrs. Rachael’s not being sorry to part

with me.

Confound Mrs. Rachael!” said the gentleman. Let her fly away in a ‟ ‟

high wind on a broomstick!”

I began to be really afraid of him now and looked at him with the

greatest astonishment. But I thought that he had pleasant eyes, although

he kept on muttering to himself in an angry manner and calling Mrs.

Rachael names.

After a little while he opened his outer wrapper, which appeared to

me large enough to wrap up the whole coach, and put his arm down into

a deep pocket in the side.

Now, look here!” he said. In this paper,” which was nicely folded, is ‟ ‟ ‟

a piece of the best plum-cake that can be got for money—sugar on the

‟ ‟

opposite to me from the other corner of the coach, brushed one of his

large furry cuffs across my eyes (but without hurting me), and showed

me that it was wet.

There! Now you know you are,” he said. Don’t you?” ‟ ‟

‟Yes, sir,” I said.

And what are you crying for?” said the gentleman, Don’t you want to ‟ ‟

go there?”

‟Where, sir?”

‟Where? Why, wherever you are going,” said the gentleman.

‟I am very glad to go there, sir,” I answered.

‟Well, then! Look glad!” said the gentleman.

I thought he was very strange, or at least that what I could see of him

was very strange, for he was wrapped up to the chin, and his face was

almost hidden in a fur cap with broad fur straps at the side of his head

fastened under his chin; but I was composed again, and not afraid of

him. So I told him that I thought I must have been crying because of my

godmother’s death and because of Mrs. Rachael’s not being sorry to part

with me.

Confound Mrs. Rachael!” said the gentleman. Let her fly away in a ‟ ‟

high wind on a broomstick!”

I began to be really afraid of him now and looked at him with the

greatest astonishment. But I thought that he had pleasant eyes, although

he kept on muttering to himself in an angry manner and calling Mrs.

Rachael names.

After a little while he opened his outer wrapper, which appeared to

me large enough to wrap up the whole coach, and put his arm down into

a deep pocket in the side.

Now, look here!” he said. In this paper,” which was nicely folded, is ‟ ‟ ‟

a piece of the best plum-cake that can be got for money—sugar on the