"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.
Warham stared.

"A _girl_!" he cried.

Then his face reddened and in a furious tone he burst out: "Now don't that beat the devil for luck!.