said Missy , with a faint smile . `` I 've had a hard life -- but an honest one , Mother . When I went away I was almost mad with the disgrace my wilfulness had brought on you and Father and myself . I went as far as I could get away from you , and I got work in a factory . I 've worked there ever since , just making enough to keep body and soul together . Oh , I 've starved for a word from you -- the sight of your face ! But I thought Father would spurn me from his door if I should ever dare to come back . '' `` Oh , Missy ! '' sobbed the mother . `` Your poor father is just like a child . He got a terrible hurt ten years ago , and never got over it . I do n't suppose he 'll even know you -- he 's clean forgot everything . But he forgave you before it happened . You poor child , you 're done right out . You 're too weak to be travelling . But never mind , you 're home now , and I 'll soon nurse you up . I 'll put on the kettle and get you a good cup of tea first thing . And you 're not to do any more talking till the morning . But , oh , Missy , I ca n't take you to your own room after all . Camilla Clark has it , and she 'll be asleep by now ; we must n't disturb her , for she 's been real sick .
I 'll fix up a bed for you XXXXX the sofa , though .
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