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The
man
who
drove
the
cart
said
he
expected
Mrs.
Viney
had
gone
home
.
"
You
see
your
train
was
that
late
,
"
said
he
.
"
But
she
's
got
the
key
,
"
said
Mother
.
"
What
are
we
to
do
?
"
"
Oh
,
she
'll
have
left
that
under
the
doorstep
,
"
said
the
cart
man
;
"
folks
do
hereabouts
.
"
He
took
the
lantern
off
his
cart
and
stooped
.
"
Ay
,
here
it
is
,
right
enough
,
"
he
said
.
He
unlocked
the
door
and
went
in
and
set
his
lantern
on
the
table
.
"
Got
e
'
er
a
candle
?
"
said
he
.
"
I
do
n't
know
where
anything
is
.
"
Mother
spoke
rather
less
cheerfully
than
usual
.
He
struck
a
match
.
There
was
a
candle
on
the
table
,
and
he
lighted
it
.
By
its
thin
little
glimmer
the
children
saw
a
large
bare
kitchen
with
a
stone
floor
.
There
were
no
curtains
,
no
hearth-rug
.
The
kitchen
table
from
home
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
room
.
The
chairs
were
in
one
corner
,
and
the
pots
,
pans
,
brooms
,
and
crockery
in
another
.
There
was
no
fire
,
and
the
black
grate
showed
cold
,
dead
ashes
.
As
the
cart
man
turned
to
go
out
after
he
had
brought
in
the
boxes
,
there
was
a
rustling
,
scampering
sound
that
seemed
to
come
from
inside
the
walls
of
the
house
.
