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"We'll know about that pretty soon," said Mr. Day comfortingly. "Stop here, Harry." The car was halted, and Mr. Day jumped out and went up to the house. When he knocked a tall, pale woman, with a little baby in her arms, opened the narrow door. It took but a glance to reveal her nationality. "You bane want my hoosban'?" asked the Swedish woman. "No, Mrs. Johnson," replied Mr. Day.
"He is shot this morning," she said, her face darkening, "and, besides, he was nevare my hoosban'." "He said he was," replied McGilveray, eagerly. "He was awway a liar," she answered. "He decaved you too, thin?" asked McGilveray, his face growing red.
"He is shot this morning," she said, her face darkening, "and, besides, he was nevare my hoosban'." "He said he was," replied McGilveray, eagerly. "He was alway a liar," she answered. "He decaved you too, thin?" asked McGilveray, his face growing red.
"Vell!" she exclaimed, "iss it Janice Day? I bane glad to see you. Iss your fader well?" "Oh, Olga!" gasped Janice. "Huh? What iss it the matter?" "We have looked everywhere for you!" "For me? Why for me? I don't vork no more. I keep house for my hoosban'," and Olga smiled broadly. "You you are married to Mr. Sangreen?" asked Janice doubtfully. "I bane married right avay when I left you.
"Oh, it's Meydon, is it, that bad case I heard of to-day?" The priest nodded again and 'pointed. "Voila, Madame Meydon, she is coming. She has seen him her hoosban'." Finden's eyes followed the gesture. The little widow of Jansen was coming from the hospital, walking slowly towards the river. "As purty a woman, too as purty and as straight bewhiles. What is the matter with him with Meydon?"
"What's that to you?" he asked, his eyes firing up. "I got drunk last night afther I set your husband free afther he tould me you was his wife. We're aven now, decaver! I saved him, and the divil give you joy of that salvation and that husband, say I." "Hoosban' " she exclaimed, "who was my hoosban'?" "The big grinning corporal," he answered.
"Oh, it's Meydon, is it, that bad case I heard of to-day?" The priest nodded again and 'pointed. "Voila, Madame Meydon, she is coming. She has seen him her hoosban'." Finden's eyes followed the gesture. The little widow of Jansen was coming from the hospital, walking slowly towards the river. "As purty a woman, too as purty and as straight bewhiles. What is the matter with him with Meydon?"
"What's that to you?" he asked, his eyes firing up. "I got drunk last night afther I set your husband free afther he tould me you was his wife. We're aven now, decaver! I saved him, and the divil give you joy of that salvation and that husband, say I." "Hoosban' " she exclaimed, "who was my hoosban'?" "The big grinning corporal," he answered.
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