Eat some more of the stew, Andrew; it'll do you good, it's nice and hot." "You can't cheat me," said Eva.

"There's something to pay." She took a mouthful, then she stared at Andrew, with a sudden pallor.
"It ain't anythin' about Jim, is it ?" she gasped out.

"Because if it is, there's no use in your waitin' to tell me, you might as well have it over at once.

You won't make it any easier for me, I can tell you that." "No, it ain't anything about Jim, in the way you mean, Eva," her sister said, soothingly.

"Eat your supper and don't worry." "What do you mean by that?
Jim ain't sick ?" "No, I tell you; don't be a goose, Eva." "He ain't been anywhere with--" "Do keep still, Eva!" Fanny cried, impatiently.