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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Mary," said Lady Temple, trembling all over, "where are your bonnets?" "We haven't none, ma'am," returned Mary, "she pawned them. But, oh, ma'am, please take us away. We are used dreadful bad, and no one knows it." Lady Temple took Lovedy in one hand, and Mary in the other; then looked at the other little girl, who stood as if petrified.
Why shouldn't your Lovedy be in Paris, Missie?" "Only my stepmother did say the small villages, Jography. Oh! I don't know what for to do." "Well, you leave it to me. What's the use of a guide ef he can't guide you? You leave it to me, little un." "Yes, Cecile, come on, for I'm most bitter cold," said Maurice.
Yer aunt is hard and saving, and she do hanker sore for money, she always did did Lydia, and not all the stories you could tell her 'ud make her leave you that money; she 'ud take it away, she 'ud be quite cruel enough to take the money away that I worked myself into my grave to save, and then it 'ud be all up with Lovedy.
Yet, at the moment, this operation of being written down an ass, was less acutely painful to her than the perception that was simultaneously growing on her of the miserable condition of poor little Lovedy, whose burning hand she held, and whose gasping breath she heard, as the child rested feebly in the chair in which she had been placed.
Rawlins," she said, in her gentle dignity, "I think Lovedy is so poorly that she ought to go home to her aunt to be nursed, and I have taken little Mary that she may not be left behind alone. Please to tell Mr. Mauleverer that I take it all upon myself. The other little girl is not at all to blame, and I hope you will take care of her, for she looks very ill."
No wonder! She had had to hunt up a housemaid to make up a bed for Lovedy in a little room within her own, and the undressing and bathing of the poor child had revealed injuries even in a more painful state than those which had been shown to Mr. Grey, shocking emaciation, and most scanty garments. The child was almost torpid, and spoke very little.
She made many schemes now. At night, as she lay awake in her attic bedroom, in the daytime, as she walked by Maurice's side, she pondered them. She had two great anxieties, first, how to find the way; second, how to make the money last. Fifteen pounds her stepmother had given her to find Lovedy with.
Kelland was persuaded that the child had been spoilt by learning, and in truth poor Lovedy was a refractory scholar; she was too lively to bear the confinement patiently; her mind was too much awake not to rebel against the dulness, and her fingers had not been brought into training early enough. Her incessant tears spoilt her thread, and Mrs.
"Please, my lady, look," eagerly, though with a fugitive action of terror, Lovedy cried, unpinning the thin coarse shawl on her neck, and revealing the terrible stripes and weals of recent beating, such as nearly sickened Lady Temple. "Oh, Lovedy," entreated Alice, "she'll take the big stick."
But the dying hand pressed the little hand, and Cecile answered gravely and firmly: "Stepmother 'ud like me to stay, Aunt Lydia." Aunt Lydia did not speak again, and for half an hour there was silence. Suddenly Cecile's stepmother opened her eyes bright and wide. "Lovedy," she said, "Lovedy; find Lovedy," and then she died.
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