Bending over her, and kissing her gently, she said:
"I am glad you are better."
"Yes," Bessie answered, falteringly; "but what is it? How came I here?"
In as few words as possible Lucy explained to her that she had
discovered her identity, and could not allow her to remain where she
was.
"It was not right for me to have this large room all to myself, and
leave you in that cramped, crowded place," she said, and Bessie answered
her:
"Yes, it was kind in you, but I am sorry you found me out, I promised no
one should know me. Neil will be so angry and disgraced."
"Drat that Neil, whoever he is!" Jennie exclaimed, energetically.
"Disgraced, indade, I only wish I had him by the scruff of his neck, if
he thinks anything can disgrace you, or make you less a lady. Them
smells, and they are awful sometimes, when half the folks is sick, can't
do it."
At this speech Bessie laughed aloud, the first real laugh since her
mother died, but it did her good; and when Jennie had washed her face
and brushed her hair and given her her breakfast she declared herself
able to get up.
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