I don't see what she is going to do." "It's a dreadful thing makin' a mistake in marriage," said Andrew.
"Uncle Jim was a good man if he hadn't had such a hard time." Andrew looked at her, then he spoke impressively.

"Look here, Ellen," he said, "you are a good scholar, and you are smarter in a good many ways than father has ever been, but there's one thing you want to remember; you want to be sure before you blame the Lord or other men for a man's goin' wrong, if it ain't his own fault at the bottom of things." "There's mother," cried Ellen; "there's mother and Amabel.

Where's Aunt Eva?
Oh, father, what do you suppose has happened?
Why do you suppose mother is bringing Amabel home ?" "I don't know," replied Andrew, in a troubled voice.
He and Ellen rose and hastened forward to meet Fanny and Amabel.

The child hung at her aunt's hand in a curious, limp, disjointed fashion; her little face, even in the half light, showed ghastly.
When she saw Ellen she let go of Fanny's hand and ran to her and threw both her little arms around her in a fierce clutch as of terror, then she began to sob wildly, "Mamma, mamma, mamma!" Fanny leaned her drawn face forward, and whispered to Andrew and Ellen over Amabel's head, under cover of her sobs, "Hush, don't say anything.

She's gone mad, and, and--she tried to--kill Amabel.".