"
"Not so bad as that," he interrupted, smiling so cheerfully that her own
face brightened. "There are no wild beasts, and not many natives, and I
shall have a home of my own somewhere."
"I could never sleep at nights," she went on, "or eat my bread in
comfort, for wondering about you. I don't want to be a cost to you; and
when I've sold all, I shall have a little sum of money in hand that will
keep me a year or two after my passage is paid. I'm not too old for work
yet. If it's too bad a place for me to go to, what must it be for you?
And you're not as strong as you ought to be, sir. If anything should
happen to you out there, you'd like to know I was with them you love,
taking care of them."
"It would be a greater comfort than I can tell," said Mr. Chantrey, in a
tremulous voice. "Now and then the thought crosses my mind that I might
die yonder; and what would become of Sophy and Charlie, left so
desolate? There's Warden; but he is too austere and harsh, good as he
is. But, Ann, I ought not to let you come."
"There's no duty to keep me at home," she answered.
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