end there from
the South who wanted to see them.

"Tell huh," said Mrs. Hamilton, "dat dey ain't no one hyeah wants to see
huh."

"No, no," Kitty broke in.

"Heish," said her mother; "I 'm goin' to boss you a little while yit."

"Why, I don't understan' you, Mis' Hamilton," puffed Mrs. Jones. "She 's
a nice-lookin' lady, an' she said she knowed you at home."

"All you got to do is to tell dat ooman jes' what I say."

Minty Brown downstairs had heard the little colloquy, and, perceiving
that something was amiss, had come to the stairs to listen. Now her
voice, striving hard to be condescending and sweet, but growing harsh
with anger, floated up from below:

"Oh, nevah min', lady, I ain't anxious to see 'em. I jest called out o'
pity, but I reckon dey 'shamed to see me 'cause de ol' man 's in
penitentiary an' dey was run out o' town."

Mrs. Jones gasped, and then turned and went hastily downstairs.

Kit burst out crying afresh, and Joe walked the floor muttering beneath
his breath, while the mother sat grimly watching the outcome. Finally
they heard Mrs. Jones' step once more on the stairs. She came in without
knocking, and her manner was distinctly unpleasant.

"Mis' Hamilton," she said, "I 've had a talk with the lady downstairs,
an' she 's tol' me everything. I 'd be glad if you 'd let me have my
rooms as soon as possible."

"So you goin' to put me out on de wo'd of a stranger?"

"I 'm kin' o' sorry, but everybody in the house heard what Mis' Brown
said, an' it 'll soon be all over town, an' that 'ud ruin the reputation
of my house."

"I reckon all dat kin be 'splained."

"Yes, but I don't know that anybody kin 'splain your daughter allus
being with Mr. Thomas, who ain't even divo'ced from his wife." She
flashed a vindictive glance at the girl, who turned deadly pale and
dropped her head in her hands.

"You daih to say dat, Mis' Jones, you dat fust interduced my gal to dat
man and got huh to go out wid him? I reckon you 'd bettah go now."

And Mrs. Jones looked at Fannie's face and obeyed.

As soon as the woman's back was turned, Joe burst out, "There, there!
see what you 've done with your damned foolishness."

Fannie turned on him like a tigress. "Don't you cuss hyeah befo' me; I
ain't nevah brung you up to it, an' I won't stan' it. Go to dem whaih
you larned it, an whaih de wo'ds soun' sweet." The boy started to
speak, but she checked him. "Don't you daih to cuss ag'in or befo' Gawd
dey 'll be