sleep. Haven't you heard 'there's tricks in
every trade'?"

"I don't know; perhaps I have."

"Well, then, keep a sharp look-out, and you'll soon learn the tricks of
ours." And Marion was soon fast asleep; but it was a long time before
Kate could close her eyes, for conscience was at work again, urging her
to tell her mother of her loss, and all that led to it. But Kate was
afraid. She could not bear to forfeit her mother's good opinion, and
make her anxious. She might even send for her to come home, and Kate
did not like the idea of that at all. She was very comfortable in this
"old-fashioned place," as everybody called it, and not at all inclined
to go back to a quiet country life.

CHAPTER V.

DISCLOSURE.

"Can you oblige me by putting this bill in the window Miss?" asked a
pleasant-looking young woman, who often came into the shop for a loaf
or a few buns.

"I daresay we can," said Kate, taking the bill and reading it. It was
the announcement of a tea-meeting at a Sunday school in the
neighbourhood, and Kate forthwith determined to speak to this young
woman when she came in again, and ask her if there was a Bible-class
there for elder girls and young women.

"Look here, Marion," she said, holding up the bill to her cousin, "I
suppose I can put this into the window?"

"I suppose you can, but I shouldn't; I should throw it under the
counter!" said Marion in a tone of contempt.

"But why?" asked Kate.

"Well, we can't put in all the bills that are brought, and so I never
put that Sunday-school rubbish anywhere but under the counter."

"Well, I shall put it in the window," said Kate, decidedly, and as she
had charge of the one where the piles of loaves where placed, she put
it in the most conspicuous corner. "I did not know there was a
Sunday-school so near," she went on; "I shall ask that young person
when she comes in again if they have got a nice Bible-class there.
Perhaps she goes to it herself, and would take me with her for the
first time."

"You seem to forget Mrs. Maple's rule about making friends of the
customers," said Marion quickly.

"So do you, I should think," retorted Kate.

"I am not a new hand: I have been here some months, and know the ways
of London better than a country girl," replied Marion.

"Well, I don't believe Mrs. Maple would mind me speaking to this young
woman about a Bible-class; you don't know anything about it, and I must
ask someone. She would not mind