d anything to eat or drink to-day?"

"No, nor won't have. I haven't got anything for myself."

"That seems unlucky; but if you'll come along of me you shall have a
good cup of tea and a bit of breakfast. Now then, missie, are you
ready?"

Huldah had sat speechless all this time. She felt giddy and ill, and
quite worn out. She was so dazed too, she could not think what to
do, or what she ought to do. Things seemed to have got beyond her,
and to be taken out of her hands.

She struggled to her feet, and let the policeman wrap her, head and
all, in the old shawl. She wondered vaguely if she would feel better
able to walk when once she had started; but even the standing on her
feet seemed too much for her, and it was with a real sense of relief
that she felt the man lift her in his arms and stride away with her.

No word of farewell was said, but in a moment or two she heard her
aunt's rough voice calling after them, "You've no right to that dog,
and if you takes him I'll have the law of you!"

The policeman stopped, and turned round. "Oh, by the way, I've
forgot one thing now. I want to see your dog-licence."

But Emma Smith only walked away into the van muttering angrily, and
banging the door after her, left them to go their way in peace.

Huldah scarcely knew how that walk passed. She was conscious now and
then of a feeling of shame, for letting herself be carried.
She felt she ought to walk, but before she could say so the old
faintness stole over her again, and she knew that to walk was beyond
her power. Now and then she heard the policeman talking in a
friendly voice to Dick, who walked close beside them, and Dick's
excited bark. She was wondering how much further they had to go,
when they drew up, and Huldah found herself being laid on a wooden
bench in a room where two or three policemen were standing round a
fire.

To her surprise, she was no longer afraid of them, they were too kind
and gentle for that. One of those standing by the fire, an elderly
man, came over to where she lay.

"Well, young woman," he said, cheerfully, "and when did you have
anything to eat last? Day before yesterday, by the look of you."

Huldah tried to remember. "It wasn't quite so long ago as that," she
said, feebly. "I had some dinner--yesterday, I think. When was
yesterday?"

The man laughed. "Don't you worry," he said, kindly; "you've been
living two days in one, and have got muddled. You will feel bette