20/29 "This is the North, but it's near enough to Kentucky to know what to do with a wretch of that sort." His face became calmer. "That poor little baby! He'll have a hard row to hoe." Stevens flushed a guilty red. "It's--it's--a girl," he stammered. Then his face reddened and in a furious tone he burst out: "Now don't that beat the devil for luck!. |