Mrs.
Simpson, at the lodge. She means to keep him till the parish can put
him somewhere, for she cannot undertake to keep him without more pay
than the parish will give, having a sick husband, who is a heavy burden
upon her. Now, if you have--as I know you have--the means, why not help
her to keep this little boy? Why not get some warm comfortable clothing
for him, with your aunts' leave, and so help him forward till he wants
schooling, and then provide for that?'

"'I will do it, nurse; I will do it,' answered Evelyn.

"'God bless you, my lamb!' said nurse.

"And soon after this nurse and Evelyn parted; but they both cried
bitterly, as Fanny told me.

"The name of the baby at the lodge was Francis Barr; and, as Fanny
said, he was a most lovely boy, with golden hair curling about his
sweet face.

"Evelyn had only to mention him to her aunts, and they immediately
ordered their steward to pay so many shillings a week to Mrs. Simpson,
and to give another sum for his clothing; and this was, they said, to
be done in the name of Miss Vaughan.

"They would have done better if they had let Evelyn look a little after
the clothes, and, indeed, let her help to make them; but such was not
their way; perhaps they thought Miss Vaughan too grand to help the poor
with her own hands. But it is always easier for the rich to order money
to be paid than to work with their own hands.

"Mrs. Harris was told of the meeting with the nurse by Evelyn herself;
but the little girl did not tell her all that nurse had said, not from
cunning, but because she was not in the habit of talking to Harris. She
could not have told why she did not; but we all know that there are
some people whom we never feel inclined to talk to, and we hardly know
why.

"Mrs. Harris was, however, jealous of nurse, and thinking to put her
out of her young lady's head, she used the liberty allowed her, and
went one day to Reading, and bought a number of toys and gilt books."

"I wonder what they were, grandmamma," said Henry.

"Fanny did not tell me," answered the old lady, "and I had all this
part of the story from Fanny.

"Evelyn, she said, was pleased with them when they came, and put them
all in a row on a side-table in her sitting-room, and changed their
places several times, and opened the books and tried to read them; but
she was hardly forward enough to make them out with pleasure. However,
she picked a few out from the rest, and told Fanny to put them i