"My husband gave you the mortgage.

He thought you were trustworthy.

I'd jest as soon pay you interest money as Squire Merritt." Then Eliphalet Means spoke dryly, still with that utter patience of preparation and expectation: "If Doctor Prescott retains this mortgage he intends to foreclose." Ann looked at him, and then at Doctor Prescott.

She gasped, "Foreclose!" Doctor Prescott nodded.
"You mean to foreclose?
You mean to take this place away from us ?" Ann cried, shrilly.

"You with all you've got, and we a widow and orphans! And you callin' yourself a good man an' a pillar of the sanctuary!" Doctor Prescott's face hardened.