"So there ain't no idea, then, of takin' Miss Susan?" "No, indeed! My mistress will have enough on her hands as it is, what with the journey, and poor Master Freddie such a care an' all, an' so helpless. I don't deny I've a sinkin' myself when I think of it; but if it's to do the poor child good, I'm not the one to stand in his way". "Where's she to stay, then, while you're all away"? "With an aunt of Missis' at Ramsgate. An old lady by what I hear". "Por little thing!" Susan heard all this; for, though she was snugly curled up in her little bed at the other end of the room, she was not asleep.