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Chapter 9 No.9

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seemed never to have learned! He did not know, for instance, of Father Feeny and the Holy Name students; but he knew of the Avenue Girl's loneliness and heartache, and of the cabal against her

ort, stout woman with a hard face appeared in t

the superinte

here walked into my house to-day

! But what

a burned case up in one of the wards-and she owed me money. I took it for a de

ot speak

m. He'll und

ed him into the office. He was very calm-quite impassive. Apparently he had ne

don't believe he ever saw the bird; but if he has

e young John's head. Then he went up to the kitchen and filled his pockets wi

was close at hand; and Father Feeny's lusty crowd stood ready to come into a hospital ward and shed skin that they general

nue Girl. "But there's the neighbours. I was pretty wild at home. And-there's a fellow who wanted to marry me-h

Jerry. She took her anxieties out walking several times on her off-duty, but nothing seemed to come of it. She walked on the Avenue mostly

thought the Probationer. "S

ers, and after she had rung it she wanted very much to run and hide; but she thought of the girl and everyth

d, is she?

in? I want to se

. She let her stand in the vestibule a

he hospital!" she said. "She wan

ol!" replied a voic

embered putting the case to the stout woman who had claimed

r to go home-to her own folks. She wants it too. But

fortable. After all, what had she done? Had she not warned the

bad shap

be badly scarred-not her face

of looking at it. If

w that it was down to brass tacks and no talk a

ital while her people are there and-and

he truth

says. And-oh, you'll know what to say; that she's been-all

ard, but she had developed a sort of artificial veneer of h

and out with the grippe and that worthless nigger was drunk in the kitchen. B

ty had delighted the patients. The Avenue Girl had been glad to see it too; and as it sat on the bedside tab

parrot. I-perhaps I co

arried her munificent monthly allowance of eight do

akes him. That's

rs and eleven cents. She spread it

d hoped the second count would show up be

ey together and held it out. T

ly. "Don't bother about the

parrot she did not want. She got out into the air somehow and back to the hospital. She took a bath immediately and put on everything fresh, and felt much

d. He was a fine specimen of manhood and he had asked no questions at all. The

is gone and to-day is a new day. Also there is to-morrow"-his

ned to his

oing first"-he said fir-rst. "It's a small thing, as I've told you-a bit of skin and i

they watched the line patiently waiting outside the door, shortening one by one. After a time the smiles were rather forced, as if waiting was telling on them; but there was no deserter-only one six-foot youth, walk

s greatly pleased with himself and with everybody because it had been his idea. The Probationer tr

strian to have

ed] W

! She is so cheerful since it is

ame back ve

ithout milk, f

ed] D

e up on the roof

ful-though any one might go to the roof and watch the sunset. She decided not to go. Then she pulled her soft hair down over her forehead, where it was most becoming, and fastened it with

not done what was expected of it. After a time, when the autumn twilight had fallen on them like a benediction, she

uld have it. When she had finished he seemed to have drawn himself into a shell, turtle fashion, and huddled himself toge

urse," ver

u disapprove. Someth

to do it; but it's your own

se go

touch dirt witho

; but he would not say so even to himself. He thought of the Probationer, with her eager eyes and shining hair and her warm little heart, ringing th

er!" it said. "Nice c

her wretched associates follow him everywhere? She had ruined his life already. H

ueer from being smuggled about under a coat and fed the curious things that th

e parrot, and eyed t

lumage and such a look of wretchedness in his eyes that it hurt to see it. God's fools, who cannot reason, can feel. Some instinct of despair

said the pa

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