I shall go to the bad altogether; for I do love you, Susan.’  I said, ‘Oh my child!’ And the colonel’s lady said, ’She’s safe with her grandfather; and if he’s a good man, as you say he is, he’ll take the best of care of her.  I’ll give you three pounds to send him from here, and we’ll send more from Calcutta.’  So they overpersuaded me, and there isn’t even time to come back to London, for we are going in a few hours.  You’ll take care of my little dear, I know, you and aunt Charlotte.  I’ve sent a little box of clothes for her by the railway, and what more she wants aunt Charlotte will see to, I’m sure, and do her mending, and see to her manners till I come home.  Oh! if I could only hear you say ’Susan, my dear, I forgive you, and love you almost as much as ever,’ I’d go with a lighter heart, and be almost glad to leave Dolly to be a comfort to you.  She will be a comfort to you, though she is so little, I’m sure.  Tell her mammy says she must be a good girl always till mammy comes back.  A hundred thousand kisses for my dear father and my little girl.  We shall come home as soon as ever we can; but I don’t rightly know where India is.  I think it’s my bounden duty to go with him, as things have turned out.  Pray God take care of us all.

“Your loving, sorrowful daughter,

“Susan Raleigh.”

CHAPTER VI.

The Grasshopper A burden.

It was some time before the full meaning of Susan’s letter penetrated to her father’s brain; but when it did, he was not at first altogether pained by it.  True, it was both a grief and disappointment to think that his daughter, instead of returning to him, was already on her way across the sea to a very distant land.  But as this came slowly to his mind, there came also the thought that there would now be no one to divide with him the treasure committed to his charge.  The little child would belong to him alone.  They might go on still, living as they had done these last three days, and being all in all to one another.  If he could have chosen, his will would certainly have been for Susan to return to them; but, since he could not have his choice, he felt that there were some things which would be all the happier for him because of her absence.

He put Dolly to bed, and then went out to shut up the shop for the night.  As he carried in his feeble arms a single shutter at a time, he heard himself hailed by a boy’s voice, which was lowered to a low and mysterious whisper, and which belonged to Tony, who took the shutter out of his hands.

“S’pose the mother turned up all right?” he said, pointing with his thumb through the half open door.

“No,” answered Oliver.  “I’ve had another letter from her, and she’s gone out to India with her husband, and left the little love to live alone with me.”

“But whatever’ll the Master say to that?” inquired Tony.