She arose and approached him, placing a hand on either shoulder.
'Well, my boy ?' 'Well, mother?
'You have seen her ?' 'Yes.

I've taken her to the homestead.

She is dazed.

It seems as if she no longer cared.' 'It will pass, Henry.' 'You think my love will pass ?' 'All this seeming great trouble.' 'It'll pass, mother, if she comes back to me; never unless.' 'The sins of the fathers,' sighed Mrs.Hardy as he turned from her to his own room, like a wounded animal seeking darkness.

'The sins of the fathers.'.