That morning I was very solitary indeed, for they had even taken the dog Sancho with them, and I was very fond of him.  I went all about the house and garden to look for him.  Nobody could tell me where Sancho was, and then I went into the front court and called, “Sancho, Sancho.”  An old man that worked in the garden was there, and he said Sancho was gone with his master.  O how sorry I was!  I began to cry, for Sancho and I used to amuse ourselves for hours together when every body was gone out.  I cried till I heard the mail coachman’s horn, and then I ran to the gate to see the mail-coach go past.  It stopped before our gate, and a gentleman got out, and the moment he saw me he took me in his arms, and kissed me, and said I was Emily Barton, and asked me why the tears were on my little pale cheeks; and I told him the cause of my distress.  The old man asked him to walk into the house, and was going to call one of the servants; but the gentleman would not let him, and he said, “Go on with your work, I want to talk to this little girl before I go into the house.”  Then he sate down on a bench which was in the court, and asked me many questions; and I told him all my little troubles, for he was such a good-natured-looking gentleman that I prattled very freely to him.  I told him all I have told you, and more, for the unkind treatment I met with was more fresh in my mind than it is now.  Then he called to the old man and desired him to fetch a post-chaise, and gave him money that he should make haste, and I never saw the old man walk so fast before.  When he had been gone a little while, the gentleman said, “Will you walk with me down the road to meet the chaise, and you shall ride in it a little way along with me.”  I had nothing on, not even my old straw bonnet that I used to wear in the garden; but I did not mind that, and I ran by his side a good way, till we met the chaise, and the old man riding with the driver.  The gentleman said, “Get down and open the door,” and then he lifted me in.  The old man looked in a sad fright, and said, “O sir, I hope you are not going to take the child away.”  The gentleman threw out a small card, and bid him give that to his master, and calling to the post-boy to drive on, we lost sight of the old man in a minute.

The gentleman laughed very much, and said, “We have frightened the old man, he thinks I am going to run away with you;” and I laughed, and thought it a very good joke; and he said, “So you tell me you are very shy;” and I replied “Yes, sir, I am, before strangers:”  he said, “So I perceive, you are,” and then he laughed again, and I laughed, though I did not know why.  We had such a merry ride, laughing all the way at one thing or another, till we came to a town where the chaise stopped, and he ordered some breakfast.  When I got out I began to shiver a little; for it was the latter end of autumn, the leaves were falling off the trees, and the air blew very cold.  Then he desired the waiter to go and order a straw-hat,