"Come with me," she said, hoarsely.

"I've got nobody but you.

My own husband leaves me when he is in such awful trouble, and goes to that old woman, that has always hated me, for comfort." The sisters went into Fanny's bedroom, and sat down on the edge of the bed, with their arms round each other.

"Oh, Fanny!" sobbed Eva; "poor, poor Fanny! if Andrew turns against you, I will stand by you as long as I live.

I will work my fingers to the bone to support you and Ellen.