“I wonder would you mind seeing who
it is. ‘Now then, girl. I thought—the papers said——”
“You thought that I was dead,” he interrupted. "Iss, Massa. He had
been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton,
of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. Try and consider me
your elder brother, or an old family friend, whichever you like best. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. But it's an odd case. How came you by the hurt, eh?"
"How did I come by it?—that's a nate question. She felt it
would save explanations if she did not state she had left her home and was
looking for employment. The man who staggers,
whose face is flushed, whose attitude is either noisily friendly or truculent, has
some chance; liquor bends him eventually. He had died before they married, and when her brother became a widower she
had come to his assistance and taken over much of the care of his youngest
daughter. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of
chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. They had both been
unsuccessful.
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