"Poor girl!" he said, hoarsely and shamefacedly, and Eva sobbed loudly.

When Jim reached Mrs.Zelotes Brewster's house there was a swift displacement of lights and shadows in a window, a door flew open, and the gaunt old woman was at the wheel.
"Stop!" she cried.

"Stop! Bring her in here to me! Let me have her! Give her to me; I have got everything ready! Come, Ellen--come to grandmother!" Then there was a mad rush from the opposite direction, and the child's mother was there, reaching into the buggy with fierce arms of love and longing.

"Give her to me!" she shrieked out.

"Give me my baby, Eva Loud! Oh, Ellen, where have you been ?" Fanny Brewster dragged her child from her sister's arms so forcibly that she seemed fairly to fly over the wheel.