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‘
Miss
Nell
!
’
said
the
boy
in
a
low
voice
.
‘
Yes
,
’
replied
the
child
,
doubtful
whether
she
ought
to
hold
any
communication
with
the
supposed
culprit
,
but
inclining
to
her
old
favourite
still
;
‘
what
do
you
want
?
’
‘
I
have
wanted
to
say
a
word
to
you
,
for
a
long
time
,
’
the
boy
replied
,
‘
but
the
people
below
have
driven
me
away
and
wouldn
’
t
let
me
see
you
.
You
don
’
t
believe
—
I
hope
you
don
’
t
really
believe
—
that
I
deserve
to
be
cast
off
as
I
have
been
;
do
you
,
miss
?
’
‘
I
must
believe
it
,
’
returned
the
child
.
‘
Or
why
would
grandfather
have
been
so
angry
with
you
?
’
‘
I
don
’
t
know
,
’
replied
Kit
.
‘
I
’
m
sure
I
never
deserved
it
from
him
,
no
,
nor
from
you
.
I
can
say
that
,
with
a
true
and
honest
heart
,
any
way
.
And
then
to
be
driven
from
the
door
,
when
I
only
came
to
ask
how
old
master
was
—
!
’
‘
They
never
told
me
that
,
’
said
the
child
.
‘
I
didn
’
t
know
it
indeed
.
I
wouldn
’
t
have
had
them
do
it
for
the
world
.
’
‘
Thank
’
ee
,
miss
,
’
returned
Kit
,
‘
it
’
s
comfortable
to
hear
you
say
that
.
I
said
I
never
would
believe
that
it
was
your
doing
.
’
’
That
was
right
!
’
said
the
child
eagerly
.
‘
Miss
Nell
,
’
cried
the
boy
coming
under
the
window
,
and
speaking
in
a
lower
tone
,
‘
there
are
new
masters
down
stairs
.
It
’
s
a
change
for
you
.
’
