‘I write empty letters to tell what I much want,’ Carinthia said.

‘You have only to write your plain request.’

‘If, now I see you, I may speak another request, my lord.’

‘Pray,’ he said, with courteous patience, and stepped forward down to the street of the miners’ cottages.  She could there speak out-bawl the request, if it suited her to do so.

On the point of speaking, she gazed round.

‘Perfectly safe! no harm possible,’ said he, fretful under the burden of this her maniacal maternal anxiety.

’The men are all right, they would not hurt a child.  What can rationally be suspected!’

‘I know the men; they love their children,’ she replied.  ’I think my child would be precious to them.  Mr. Woodseer and Mr. Edwards and Madge are there.’

’Is the one more request—­I mean, a mother’s anxiety does not run to the extent of suspecting everybody?’

‘Some of the children are very pretty,’ said Carinthia, and eyed the bands of them at their games in the roadway and at the cottage doors.  ‘Children of the poor have happy mothers.’

Her eyes were homely, morning over her face.  They were open now to what that fellow Woodseer (who could speak to the point when he was not aiming at it) called the parlour, or social sitting-room; where we may have converse with the tame woman’s mind, seeing the door to the clawing recesses temporarily shut.

‘Forgive me if I say you talk like the bigger child,’ Fleetwood said lightly, not ungenially; for the features he looked on were museful, a picture in their one expression.

Her answer chilled him.  ’It is true, my lord.  I will not detain you.  I would beg to be supplied with money.’

He was like the leaves of a frosted plant, in his crisp curling inward:—­ he had been so genial.

’You have come to say good-bye, that an opportunity to—­as you put it—­ beg for money.  I am not sure of your having learnt yet the right disposal of money.’

‘I beg, my lord, to have two thousand pounds a year allowed me.’

’Ten—­and it’s a task to spend the sum on a single household—­shall be alloted to your expenditure at Esslemont;—­stables, bills, et caetera.  You can entertain.  My steward Leddings will undertake the management.  You will not be troubled with payings.’

Her head acknowledged the graciousness.—­’I would have two thousand pounds and live where I please.’

’Pardon me:  the two, for a lady living where she pleases, exceeds the required amount.’

‘I will accept a smaller sum, my lord.’

‘Money!-it seems a singular demand when all supplies are furnished.’

‘I would have control of some money.’

‘You are thinking of charities.’

‘Not charities.’

’Edwards here has a provision for the hospital needs of the people.  Mr. Woodseer applies to me in cases he can certify.  Leddings will do the same at Esslemont.’