47/54 Four times as much! I can't believe the law allows it! But whether it does or not, Janet Whitney, _God_ won't allow it! God will hear my cry, my curse on you." "My conscience is clear," said Janet, and her gaze, spiritual, exalted, patient, showed that she spoke the truth, that her mother's looks and words left her quite unscathed. His mother, overcome with the sense of helplessness, collapsed from rage to grief and tears. "Your Hiram was right," she wailed, "and my Charles said so just before he went. |