7/13 She don't belong in no jim-crow town like this. Doggone, Eva, I hate to see 'er go!" There was such a wail of bitterness in the old constable's remark that Mrs.Crow felt the tears start to her own eyes. It was the girl they both wanted, after all--not the money. Rosalie, coming home with her party some time afterward, found the old couple still seated on the porch. The young people could not conceal their surprise. |