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IT was a very, very sad time for Hetty. She did not know, when she used to cry and bewail herself over her misfortunes, that she could be as unhappy as she was now. She longed for news of little Flo, and many a time did she steal up to Adelaide Terrace to question Mrs. Goodenough, at times when she knew that Mr. Eyre was out.
Worthy Mrs. Goodenough gave her scant information, and less comfort. If she might be believed, Mr. Eyre spent a good deal of his scanty leisure in telling her that he thought Hetty very little better than a murderer, and that she should never so much as see Miss Flo again.