It was a little too long for my purpose, and I thought I could explain better how I wanted it cut in a call than I could in a letter.

She gave a Brooklyn address, and I went to see her.

I found her," said Fulkerson, with a vague defiance, "a perfect lady.

She was living with an aunt over there; and she had seen better days, when she was a girl, and worse ones afterward.

I don't mean to say her husband was a bad fellow; I guess he was pretty good; he was her music-teacher; she met him in Germany, and they got married there, and got through her property before they came over here.