I absolutely refuse to see or to hold any communication with them." "But young lady, that is very arbitrary!" cried Mr.Kennedy.

"You don't understand! They are a couple of old people, and they are slowly dying of broken hearts!" "Not so badly broken or they wouldn't die slowly," commented the Girl grimly.

"The heart that was really broken was my mother's.

The torture of a starved, overworked body and hopeless brain was hers.

There was nothing slow about her death, for she went out with only half a life spent, and much of that in acute agony, because of their negligence.
David, you often have said that this is my home.