"Your father's--temptress?" Mrs. Wix gave her a sidelong squint.
"Perfectly. She pays him!"
"Oh DOES she?" At this the child's countenance fell: it seemed to give a
reason for papa's behaviour and place it in a more favourable light. She
wished to be just. "I don't say she's not generous. She was so to me."
"How, to you?"
"She gave me a lot of money."