the Lord's little 'uns. I'm none o' the Lord's mysel'. I've tried to find 'im; but He winna be found o' me. I'm none o' the elect. I've settled that for more'n twenty year now. But if these bairns are the Lord's, we mustna turn 'em away."
"A11 bairns are the Lord's," said Betty; but Joe only shook his head, and sat gazing into the fire.
Before he left, however, it was settled that a bed should be made for the children in the comer under the stairs, which would be near the fire also. For this they were to pay a penny per night.
"We mustna make paupers o' them, you know, Betty," was Joe's remark.
It was also agreed that she should do what washing and mending the children's clothes needed, for which they were to pay also, if they could afford it. If not," said Joe, "I'll make it square wi' you, Betty."
Punctually at six o'clock the children put in an appearance at Joe's hut. They had had but poor luck during the day, and Benny did not feel nearly so courageous as he had felt two days before. The prospect of sleeping night after night underneath a boat was not so inviting as he had imagined it would be; besides, there was the fear that their hiding-place might be discovered, and that even this poor shelter might be taken away from them at any time.
He did not confide his fears to Nelly ; he felt that it would be cruel to do so; and she—whatever she may have felt—never uttered a single word of complaint. She knew that
