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So
her
heart
was
more
drawn
to
him
than
before
.
When
she
was
sent
out
at
night
she
used
sometimes
to
feel
quite
glad
,
because
there
was
always
a
chance
that
the
curtains
of
the
house
next
door
might
not
yet
be
closed
and
she
could
look
into
the
warm
room
and
see
her
adopted
friend
.
When
no
one
was
about
she
used
sometimes
to
stop
,
and
,
holding
to
the
iron
railings
,
wish
him
good
night
as
if
he
could
hear
her
.
"
Perhaps
you
can
FEEL
if
you
ca
n't
hear
,
"
was
her
fancy
.
"
Perhaps
kind
thoughts
reach
people
somehow
,
even
through
windows
and
doors
and
walls
.
Perhaps
you
feel
a
little
warm
and
comforted
,
and
do
n't
know
why
,
when
I
am
standing
here
in
the
cold
and
hoping
you
will
get
well
and
happy
again
.
I
am
so
sorry
for
you
,
"
she
would
whisper
in
an
intense
little
voice
.
"
I
wish
you
had
a
'
Little
Missus
'
who
could
pet
you
as
I
used
to
pet
papa
when
he
had
a
headache
.
I
should
like
to
be
your
'
Little
Missus
'
myself
,
poor
dear
!
Good
night
--
good
night
.
God
bless
you
!
"
She
would
go
away
,
feeling
quite
comforted
and
a
little
warmer
herself
.
Her
sympathy
was
so
strong
that
it
seemed
as
if
it
MUST
reach
him
somehow
as
he
sat
alone
in
his
armchair
by
the
fire
,
nearly
always
in
a
great
dressing
gown
,
and
nearly
always
with
his
forehead
resting
in
his
hand
as
he
gazed
hopelessly
into
the
fire
.
He
looked
to
Sara
like
a
man
who
had
a
trouble
on
his
mind
still
,
not
merely
like
one
whose
troubles
lay
all
in
the
past
.
"
He
always
seems
as
if
he
were
thinking
of
something
that
hurts
him
NOW
,
"
she
said
to
herself
,
"
but
he
has
got
his
money
back
and
he
will
get
over
his
brain
fever
in
time
,
so
he
ought
not
to
look
like
that
.
I
wonder
if
there
is
something
else
.
"
If
there
was
something
else
--
something
even
servants
did
not
hear
of
--
she
could
not
help
believing
that
the
father
of
the
Large
Family
knew
it
--
the
gentleman
she
called
Mr.
Montmorency
.
Mr.
Montmorency
went
to
see
him
often
,
and
Mrs.
Montmorency
and
all
the
little
Montmorencys
went
,
too
,
though
less
often
.
He
seemed
particularly
fond
of
the
two
elder
little
girls
--
the
Janet
and
Nora
who
had
been
so
alarmed
when
their
small
brother
Donald
had
given
Sara
his
sixpence
.
He
had
,
in
fact
,
a
very
tender
place
in
his
heart
for
all
children
,
and
particularly
for
little
girls
.
Janet
and
Nora
were
as
fond
of
him
as
he
was
of
them
,
and
looked
forward
with
the
greatest
pleasure
to
the
afternoons
when
they
were
allowed
to
cross
the
square
and
make
their
well-behaved
little
visits
to
him
.
They
were
extremely
decorous
little
visits
because
he
was
an
invalid
.
"
He
is
a
poor
thing
,
"
said
Janet
,
"
and
he
says
we
cheer
him
up
.
We
try
to
cheer
him
up
very
quietly
.
"
Janet
was
the
head
of
the
family
,
and
kept
the
rest
of
it
in
order
.
It
was
she
who
decided
when
it
was
discreet
to
ask
the
Indian
gentleman
to
tell
stories
about
India
,
and
it
was
she
who
saw
when
he
was
tired
and
it
was
the
time
to
steal
quietly
away
and
tell
Ram
Dass
to
go
to
him
.
They
were
very
fond
of
Ram
Dass
.
He
could
have
told
any
number
of
stories
if
he
had
been
able
to
speak
anything
but
Hindustani
.
The
Indian
gentleman
's
real
name
was
Mr.
Carrisford
,
and
Janet
told
Mr.
Carrisford
about
the
encounter
with
the
little-girl-who-was-not-a-beggar
.
He
was
very
much
interested
,
and
all
the
more
so
when
he
heard
from
Ram
Dass
of
the
adventure
of
the
monkey
on
the
roof
.
Ram
Dass
made
for
him
a
very
clear
picture
of
the
attic
and
its
desolateness
--
of
the
bare
floor
and
broken
plaster
,
the
rusty
,
empty
grate
,
and
the
hard
,
narrow
bed
.
"
Carmichael
,
"
he
said
to
the
father
of
the
Large
Family
,
after
he
had
heard
this
description
,
"
I
wonder
how
many
of
the
attics
in
this
square
are
like
that
one
,
and
how
many
wretched
little
servant
girls
sleep
on
such
beds
,
while
I
toss
on
my
down
pillows
,
loaded
and
harassed
by
wealth
that
is
,
most
of
it
--
not
mine
.
"
