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Neither knew yet that Peg could not return if she would; that, at this very moment, she was in legal custody on a charge of a serious nature. Still less did Ida know that, in going, she was losing the chance of seeing Jack and her mother, of whose existence, even, she was not yet aware; and that he, to whose care she consigned herself so gladly, had been her worst enemy.
โI will carry you to my room, in the first place,โ said her companion. โYou must remain in concealment for a day or two, as Peg will, undoubtedly, be on the lookout for you, and we want to avoid all trouble.โ
Ida was delighted with her escape, and, with the hope of soon seeing her friends in New York, She put implicit faith in her guide, and was willing to submit to any conditions which he might impose.
On emerging into the street, her companion summoned a cab. He had reasons for not wishing to encounter any one whom he knew.
At length they reached his lodgings.
They were furnished more richly than any room Ida had yet seen; and formed, indeed, a luxurious contrast to the dark and scantily-furnished apartment which she had occupied for the last fortnight.
โWell, are you glad to get away from Peg?โ asked John Somerville, giving Ida a seat at the fire.
โOh, so glad!โ said Ida.
โAnd you wouldn't care about going back?โ
The child shuddered.
โI suppose,โ said she, โthat Peg will be very angry. She would beat me, if she should get me back again.โ
โBut she sha'n't. I will take good care of that.โ
Ida looked her gratitude. Her heart went out to those who appeared to deal kindly with her, and she felt very grateful to her companion for his instrumentality in effecting her deliverance from Peg.
โNow,โ said Somerville, โperhaps you will be willing to tell me what it was you were required to do.โ
โYes,โ said Ida; โbut she must never know that I told. It was to pass bad money.โ
โHa!โ exclaimed her companion. โDo you mean bad bills, or spurious coin?โ
โIt was silver dollars.โ
โDoes she do much in that way?โ
โA good deal. She goes out every day to buy things with the money.โ
โI am glad to learn this,โ said John Somerville, thoughtfully.
โIda,โ said he, after a pause, โI am going out for a time. You will find books on the table, and can amuse yourself by reading; I won't make you sew, as Peg did,โ he said, smiling.
Ida laughed.
โOh, yes,โ said she, โI like reading. I shall amuse myself very well.โ
Mr. Somerville went out, and Ida, as he recommended, read awhile. Then, growing tired, she went to the window and looked out. A carriage was passing slowly, on account of a press of carriages. Ida saw a face that she knew. Forgetting her bonnet in her sudden joy, she ran down the stairs, into the street, and up to the carriage window.
โO Jack!โ she exclaimed; โhave you come for me?โ
It was Mrs. Clifton's carriage, returning from Peg's lodgings.
โWhy, it's Ida!โ exclaimed Jack, almost springing through the window of the carriage. โWhere did you come from, and where have you been all the time?โ
He opened the door of the carriage, and drew Ida in.
Till then she had not seen the lady who sat at Jack's side.
โMy child, my child! Thank God, you are restored to me,โ exclaimed Mrs. Clifton.
She drew the astonished child to her bosom. Ida looked up into her face. Was it Nature that prompted her to return the lady's embrace?
โMy God, I thank thee!โ murmured Mrs. Clifton; โfor this, my child, was lost and is found.โ
โIda,โ said Jack, โthis lady is your mother.โ
โMy mother!โ said the child, bewildered. โHave I two mothers?โ
โYes, but this is your real mother. You were brought to our house when you were an infant, and we have always taken care of you; but this lady is your real mother.โ
Ida hardly knew whether to feel glad or sorry.
โAnd you are not my brother?โ
โYou shall still consider him your brother, Ida,โ said Mrs. Clifton. โHeaven forbid that I should wean your heart from the friends who have cared so kindly for you! You shall keep all your old friends, and love them as dearly as ever. You will only have one friend the more.โ
โWhere are we going?โ asked Ida, suddenly.
โWe are going home.โ
โWhat will the gentleman say?โ
โWhat gentleman?โ
โThe one that took me away from Peg's. Why, there he is now!โ
Mrs. Clifton followed the direction of Ida's finger, as she pointed to a gentleman passing.
โIs he the one?โ
โYes, mamma,โ said Ida, shyly.
Mrs. Clifton pressed Ida to her breast. It was the first time she had ever been called mamma. It made her realize, more fully, her present happiness.
Arrived at the house, Jack's bashfulness returned. He hung back, and hesitated about going in.
Mrs. Clifton observed this.
โJack,โ said she, โthis house is to be your home while you remain in Philadelphia. Come in, and Thomas shall go for your baggage.โ
โPerhaps I had better go with him,โ said Jack. โUncle Abel will be glad to know that Ida is found.โ
โVery well; only return soon.โ
โWell!โ thought Jack, as he re-entered the carriage, and gave the direction to the coachman; โwon't Uncle Abel be a little surprised when he sees me coming home in such style!โ
CHAPTER XXVI. โNEVER TOO LATE TO MEND.โ
MEANWHILE, Peg was passing her time wearily enough in prison. It was certainly provoking to be deprived of her freedom just when she was likely to make it most profitable. After some reflection, she determined to send for Mrs. Clifton, and reveal to her all she knew, trusting to her
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