"
Huldah tried to remember. "It wasn't quite so long ago as that," she
said, feebly. "I had some dinner--yesterday, I think. When was
yesterday?"
The man laughed. "Don't you worry," he said, kindly; "you've been
living two days in one, and have got muddled. You will feel better
when you've had a basin of hot bread and milk. Bring her over to the
fire, Harry, she's starved with the cold."
"Harry," her first friend, carried her over, and put her in a big
armchair by the fire, and presently one of the others brought her a
basin of hot bread and milk, and a plateful of food for Dick, and
before Huldah had taken a half of it she was feeling altogether a
different person.
"I didn't feel hungry, but I s'pose I was," she said, simply, looking
up with grateful, friendly eyes at the old policeman. "I feel ever
so much better now."
"Ay, ay; we don't always know what we want, nor what is good for
us,--but here's somebody as'll be good for you, unless I'm very much
mistaken!" and Huldah, following the direction of his eyes as they
travelled to the door, gave one long low cry of rapturous delight,
for there walking in to the police station were Mrs. Perry and Miss
Rose!
CHAPTER X.
ONE SUMMER'S AFTERNOON.
Huldah was home again, and Dick too, and more free and happy than
they had ever been in their lives before, for, from Huldah, at any
rate, there was lifted the great dread of being traced by her uncle
and taken back, a dread which had in the old days lain always like a
shadow on her life.
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