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"I air a-prayin' every day," said Tess, with a lump in her throat, "that ye be taken with the brat to the sky to the brat's pa what ye loves.... Air that the prayin' ye wants?" Teola nodded, and Tess, smiling tenderly, hesitated, and whispered: "The student's God can do anything He wants to. Asks Him to let ye go 'cause ye be sick, and the brat air sick, too, and the winter'll be cold for him."
The daddy'll come across or I'll wring the brat's neck!" "Oh!" she screamed. She stared at him with white face, full of horror and fear and loathing. She turned and stumbled toward the car, the curtains closed upon her. Far in the night Frank heard her sobbing to herself. His eyes were green with hatred as he followed the car the next day.
"But folks don't never get soused in Heaven," Tessibel imparted, reverently, "an' they got a mess o' angels up there " She looked upward, a solemn expression on her young face "angels what Jesus keeps jest to learn folks how to sing. The brat's singin' too, as much as a little kid can, 'Satisfied'." She edged a little nearer and slipped an arm around the fisherman's shoulders.
"It'll help pay for the brat's board these last ten years an' mebby, when it comes to a show-down, I can stick him for a thousand." The woman made no answer. She was, in a way, past answering with a mind of her own. The man, as he stood there, was wicked and cruel, every line in his ugly face and angular body a line of sin. The woman was bent, broken, a wreck.
But she says as she'd know the gal again anywheres, and my missus says she'd pretty near take her davy to the child, though as I says, one brat's pretty much like another haw, haw! though the women don't think it. And the two men parted, laughing over this excellent joke.
"Didn't ye say it would kill the student if he knowed it? And I swored, didn't I? when the brat was borned, that I wouldn't tell and I ain't no liar leastwise about no brats. If it air told, the brat's ma's got to tell it," she finished. Teola dropped beside her infant. "I'm afraid to tell it. My father and brother have such confidence in me!" She shifted about, and looked at Tessibel.
"I ain't been there with Ben Letts," she replied suddenly. "I ain't got no likin' for the brat's Pa's kisses " "But ye hev been to the ragged rocks," insisted Myra, settling back with a sob against the box where the child slept.
Captain Davenport yelled suddenly and with such force as to startle every man on board and to frighten the offender into a wild wail of terror. "Mr. Konig," the captain said in a voice that trembled with rage and nerves, "will you kindly step for'ard and stop that brat's mouth with a deck mop?" But it was McCoy who went forward, and in a few minutes had the boy comforted and asleep.
"I crib it from the cows at Kennedy's. They all has too much for their calves, anyhow." "You mean you steal it, Tess?" asked Teola fearfully. "Oh, Tessibel! Oh! Oh, Tess, Tess, how good you are!" "I ain't good," Tess retorted. "It ain't good to steal, air it? And squatters ain't never good, they ain't. But the brat's got to eat, ain't he? If I ain't got no milk, then I has to crib it. See?"
"She told me that Ben were the brat's pa, and that " her eyes gladdened as she finished "she were a-lovin' him; and, Satisfied, when we air a-lovin', and lovin' damn hard, then ain't we happy when we air with them what we loves?" She had come close to him, standing near the dead man and woman. The girl slipped her hand into Longman's reassuringly, as she asked the last question.
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