I want to get down there to Scottsville, to my sister's; but curse _me_ if I'll go till I pay that devil an' get them clothes!" A sudden savage light in her blurred eyes betrayed the passion of the mother-love, through all the filth and soilure of her degradation.
Gabriel felt his heart deeply moved.

He bent toward her, across the table, touched her hand and asked: "Will you accept five dollars, to pay this man and get you down to Scottsville ?" "Huh ?" she queried, gazing at him with vacant, uncomprehending eyes.
He repeated his query.

Then, as he saw the slow tears start and roll down her wan cheeks, he felt a greater joy within his breast than if the world and all its treasures had been his.
"Will I take it ?" she whispered.

"Gord, _will_ I?
You bet I will! That is, if I can have your name, an' pay it back some time ?" He promised, and wrote it down for her, giving as his address Socialist Headquarters in Chicago.

Then, without publicity, he slipped a V into her trembling hand.
"Come on," said he.