Has he gotten busy already ?" "Yes!" The mother smiled.

"No sooner out of prison than they rush to their work." "That's the way it should be.

Tell him about me." They walked together slowly into the kitchen, and without looking at each other exchanged brief remarks: "I'll tell him," she promised.
"Well, good-by!" "Good-by! When do you quit your job ?" "I have already." "When are you going ?" "To-morrow, early in the morning.

Good-by!" He bent his head and crawled off the porch reluctantly, it seemed, and clumsily.

The mother stood for a moment at the door listening to the heavy departing footsteps and to the doubts that stirred in her heart.
Then she noiselessly turned away into the room, and drawing the curtain peered through the window.