Margaret was surprised at this last question, for at Helstone it would have been an understood thing, after the enquiries she had made, that she intended to come and call upon any poor neighbour whose name and habitation she had asked for.
"I thought--I meant to come and see you." She suddenly felt rather shy of offering the visit, without having any reason to give for her wish to make it, beyond a kindly interest in a stranger. It seemed all at once to take the shape of an impertinence on her part; she read this meaning too in the man's eyes.
"I'm none so fond of having strange folk in my house." But then relenting, as he saw her heightened colour, he added "Yo're a foreigner, as one may say, and maybe don't know many folk here, and yo've given my wench here flowers out of yo'r own hand;--yo may come if yo like."
Margaret was half amused, half-nettled at this answer. She was not sure if she would go where permission was given so like a favour conferred. But when they came to the turn into Frances Street, the girl stopped a minute, and said,
"Yo'll not forget yo're to come and see us."

Margaret was surprised at this last question, for at Helstone it would have been an understood thing that she intended to call upon any poor neighbour whose name and address she had asked for.
'I thought - I meant to come and see you.' She suddenly felt rather shy of offering the visit, without having any reason for it beyond kindly interest. It seemed to be an impertinence; she read this too in the man's eyes.
'I'm none so fond of having strange folk in my house.' But then, as he saw her heightened colour, he added, 'Yo're a foreigner, and maybe don't know many folk here, and yo've given my wench here flowers; - yo may come if yo like.'
Margaret was half-amused, half-nettled at this answer. She was not sure if she would go after all. But when they came to Frances Street, the girl stopped, and said,
'Yo'll not forget yo're to come and see us.'
