Benet's by the first train in
the morning."
"Oh, yes-- yes! that would be much the best thing to do."
"You are to go home, remember."
"Yes, I will certainly go home. But, Maggie, I have no money-- I have
literally no money."
"I will ask Priscilla Peel to go with you to the railway station, and
I will give her sufficient money to pay your fare to London-- you live
in London, don't you?"
"Yes, at Bayswater."
"What is your address''
"19 Queen Street, Bayswater."
"Priscilla shall telegraph to your mother, when you start, and ask her
to meet you at King's Cross."
Rosalind's face grew paler and paler. "What excuse am I to give to
mother?" she asked.
"That is your own affair; I have no doubt you will find something to
say. I should advise you, Rosalind, to tell your poor mother the
truth, for she is certain to hear all about it from Miss Heath the
following morning."
"Oh, what a miserable, miserable girl I am, Maggie!"
"You are a very miserable and sinful girl; It was a wretched day for
St. Benet's when a girl such as you are came to live here. But I don't
want to speak of that now, Rosalind; there is something you must do
before you leave."
"What is that?"
"You must go to Priscilla Peel and humbly beg her pardon.
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