That's why she's goin'; an' if she is leavin' you it's because she feels this whole villainous business makes her unfit to be your wife.

Now what're you goin' to do, Harry Hardy ?' Harry had risen to his feet; his face was flushed, he trembled in every limb.
'Do ?' he gasped.

'Do ?' 'Do!' Repeated the widow in a voice that had grown almost shrill.
'There's a horse an' saddle an' bridle in McMahon's stable.' Harry turned and ran from the house; and the little widow, standing at the door flushed and tearful, looking after him, murmured to herself: 'An' if you lose her, Harry Hardy, you're not the man I took you for, an' I'll never forgive you--never.' She looked down and encountered Dick's eyes--seeming very much larger and graver than usual--regarding her with solemn admiration.

The boy had conceived a new respect for his mother within the last two minutes, and had discovered in her a kindred spirit hitherto unsuspected.
'My colonial! that was rippin', mum!' he said..