Then he got hold of her again and was kissin' her when his horse shied at sight of mine.

They rode by me then.

Ellen Jorth held her head high and never looked at me." "Ann, do you think she's a bad girl ?" demanded Jean, bluntly.
"Bad?
Oh, Jean!" exclaimed Ann, in surprise and embarrassment.
"Dad said she was a damned hussy." "Jean, dad hates the Jorths." "Sister, I'm askin' you what you think of Ellen Jorth.

Would you be friends with her if you could ?" "Yes." "Then you don't believe she's bad." "No.

Ellen Jorth is lonely, unhappy.