It was sad work for the old man.  He went down the yard and into the garden, hobbling among the cabbages, not daring to call very loud, as he did not wish to have it supposed that the girl was lost; but still anxious, and sore at heart as to the ingratitude shown to him.  He was not bound to give the girl a home at all.  She was not his own child.  And he had offered her L500!  ‘Domm her,’ he said aloud as he made his way back to the house.  After much search and considerable loss of time he returned to the kitchen in which the two men were sitting, leading Ruby in his hand.  She was not smart in her apparel, for she had half undressed herself, and been then compelled by her grandfather to...