At last she prayed and in a few minutes a message
was whispered to her. She went into the breakfast-room and seated
herself again by Madge. Neither uttered a word, but Madge fell down
before her, and, with a great cry, buried her face in her mother's
lap. She remained kneeling for some time waiting for a rebuke, but
none came. Presently she felt smoothing hands on her head and the
soft impress of lips. So was she judged.
CHAPTER XI
It was settled that they should leave Fenmarket. Their departure
caused but little surprise. They had scarcely any friends, and it
was always conjectured that people so peculiar would ultimately find
their way to London. They were particularly desirous to conceal
their movements, and therefore determined to warehouse their
furniture in town, to take furnished apartments there for three
months, and then to move elsewhere. Any letters which might arrive
at Fenmarket for them during these three months would be sent to them
at their new address; nothing probably would come afterwards, and as
nobody in Fenmarket would care to take any trouble about them, their
trace would become obliterated. They found some rooms near Myddelton
Square, Pentonville, not a particularly cheerful place, but they
wished to avoid a more distant suburb, and Pentonville was cheap.
Fortunately for them they had no difficulty whatever in getting rid
of the Fenmarket house for the remainder of their term.
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