Explore "Scamp and I" by L.T. Meade on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Yes, there was a God for Flo -- a God and a Father.
For some wise and loving reason, all of which she should know some day, He had tested her very sorely, but in her hour of extremest and darkest need He sent her great and unexpected succour, and that night Flo left the gloomy and wretched cellar in Duncan Street, never to return to it. She was unconscious of this herself, and consequently gave the miserable place no farewell looks.