"I know now what he was broodin' over for weeks.

Yes--" and her voice, which rose shrill, was the shriek of the tempest within her--"and I know now what made him break so sudden.

I noticed you both driftin' off into foolishness, ashamed of the ways of your parents, ashamed of your parents, too.

But I didn't give no attention to it, because I thought it was the silliness of children and that you'd outgrow it.

But _he_ always did have a good head on him, and he saw that you were ridin' loose-rein to ruin--to be like them Whitneys.