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She kne that she was faint with hunger and thirst, andout a groat, her sirl, and offered it for a draught ofMadam! Sarvice, ma'am!"

"I have lost ed for a little milk"

"Well to be sure Think of that! And have ee been out all night? Ye looks whisht!" said the girl, readily filling a wooden cup she had brought with her, for in those days good new milk was a luxury far more easily accessible than in ours She added a piece of barley bread, her own intended breakfast, and was full of respectful wonder, pity, and curiosity, proposing that young Madae in the wood, and offering to guide her hos fed Aurelia had soone round and round in the labyrinthine paths, and was e of Bowstead than she had intended

Indeed, she was obliged to deceive the kindly girl by walking off in the direction she pointed out, intending to strike afterwards into another path, though where to go she had little idea, so long as it was out of reach of my Lady and her prison

Oh! if Harriet were only at Brentford, or if it were possible to reach the Lea Farm where she was! Could she ask her way thither, or could she find soon started? This was the most definite idea her brain, refreshed soain getting bewildered in the field paths It was a part she did not know, lying between the backs of the cottages and their gardens, and the woods belonging to the great house; and the long sloping led with cowslips wereas she recollected her , and how little she then thought of being a ho where she was, she sat down on the step of a stile leading to a little farain she startled by hearing a voice saying, "Sister, what is that in the field?" and starting up, she saw Mrs Delia in high pattens, and her Sunday silk tucked up over her quilted petticoat, with a basket of corn in her hand, surrounded by her poultry, while Mrs Phoebe was bending over a coop She had stumbled unawares on their back premises, and with a wild hope, founded on their well-known en over the stile Mrs Delia retreated in haste, but Mrs Phoebe came to the front