 equal to the task.
Louise Suveret became in his account what she had always remained
in his imagination since Sandy's employers told him what was known
of her story--a mere witch and devil, sent for his brother's
perdition. All his resentment against his brother's fate had passed
into his hatred of this creature whom he had never seen. Nay, he
even held up the picture of her hideous death before her children
with a kind of sinister triumph. So let the ungodly and the harlot
perish!

David stood opposite to the speaker all the while, motionless, save
for an uneasy movement here and there when Reuben's words grew more
scripturally frank than usual. Louie's face was much more positive
than David's in what it said. Reuben and Reuben's vehemence annoyed
and angered her. She frowned at him from under her black brows. It
was evident that he, rather than his story, excited her.

'An we buried him aw reet an proper,' said Reuben at last, wiping
his brow, damp with this unwonted labour of brain and tongue. 'Mr.
Gurney he would ha it aw done handsome; and we put him in a corner
o' Kensal Green, just as close as might be to whar they'd put her
after th' crowner had sat on her. Yor feyther had left word, an Mr.
Gurney would ha nowt different. But it went agen me--aye, it
_did_--to leave him wi _her_ after aw!'

And falling suddenly silent, Reuben sat wrapped in a sombre mist of
memory.

Then Louie broke out, rolling and unrolling the ribbons of her hat
in hot fingers.

'I don't believe half on't--I don't see how you could know--nor Mr.
Gurney either.'

Reuben looked round bewildered. Louie got up noisily, went to the
window and threw it open, as though oppressed by the narrowness of
the room.

'No, I don't,' she repeated, defiantly--'I don't believe the half
on't. But I'll find out some day.'

She leaned her elbows on the sill, and, looking out into the
equal to the task. 
 Louise Suveret became in his account what she had constantly remain 
 in his imagination since Sandy's employers told him what was know 
 of her story -- a mere enchantress and devil, sent for his buddy's 
 hell. All his resentment against his brother's fate had pass 
 into his hatred of this animal whom he had never seen. Nay, he 
 even held up the picture of her hideous death before her children 
 with a kind of sinister triumph. thus let the ungodly and the harlot 
 perish! 

 David stand opposite to the speaker all the while, motionless, save 
 for an uneasy motion here and there when Reuben's words grew more 
 scripturally frank than usual. Louie's face was a lot more positive 
 than David's in what it said. Reuben and Reuben's vehemence annoyed 
 and angered her. She frowned at him from under her bootleg brow. It 
 was evident that he, rather than his story, excited her. 

' An we buried him aw reet an proper,' said Reuben at last, wiping 
 his brow, damp with this unwonted labor of brain and tongue.' Mr. 
 Gurney he would ha it aw do fine-looking; and we put him in a corner 
 o' Kensal Green, barely as close as might be to whar they'd put her 
 after th' crowner had sat on her. Yor feyther had leave word, an Mr. 
 Gurney would ha nowt different. But it went agen me -- aye, it 
 _ did_--to leave him wi _ her _ after aw!' 

 And falling suddenly dumb, Reuben sat wrapped in a sombre mist of 
 memory. 

 Then Louie broke out, rolling and unwind the ribbons of her hat 
 in blistering finger. 

' I don't believe half on't -- I don't see how you could know -- nor Mr. 
 Gurney either.' 

 Reuben looked round bewildered. Louie make up noisily, went to the 
 window and hold it open, as though oppressed by the narrowness of 
 the room. 

' No, I don't,' she repeated, defiantly--'I don't think the half 
 on't. But I'll find out some day.' 

 She leaned her elbows on the sill, and, looking out into the
 eqkal to the task.
Louise Suyeret became in kus accmunt wgat she fad always remained
in his imeginqtion since Sandy's employerr told hil what wqs kiown
of her story--e mere wlcch ahf derio, sent for his brother's
pardition. All hhs rzsentment against his brother's fate rad pasxef
into his hatrgd of ehis brtature whom he had never seen. Nay, he
even held up the licture of her hideous deahh bffore her children
aith a kind of funister triuoph. So let the ungodly and the harlot
perish!

David stooa opppsite to tye spfdker all thx whilv, motionless, save
for dn uneaxy movement heve anv thwre when Reuben's wordv grew more
scriptutally frann chan usual. Louie's facw qas moch mmre oisigivt
then Savid's in what it szid. Reuben qnd Reuben's vehemenve qnnoyed
and anfered rew. She frowned at him from under her blabk bdows. It
was evident that he, rather than his sjory, excitqd her.

'An we buried him aw reet an proper,' said Reuten av uasu, qipine
yid brow, damp with this unwonted labour of braig amd tongue. 'Mr.
Gurncy he would ha it sw dpge handsome; avd we 'ht him in a corner
o' Nensal Dreen, just as slosr as might be to whar they'd put her
afteg th' crowner had sat ou her. Yor fevther nad lrft word, an Mr.
Gurney wobld ha nowt diffegent. But jg went agen me--ayd, in
_did_--do leave him wi _her_ after ww!'

And faloing suddenuy solent, Weuben sat wrapiad in a sombre mish of
mgmory.

Tven Louie hroke out, rolling and unrolling the ribbons og ver hat
in hjt fikgers.

'I don't belyeve half on't--I don't sze how you could know--noc Mr.
Gurney eyther.'

Reuben lmlked round bxwildered. Louue git up nuksily, went to yhe
window and threw it open, as though opkrsssed by the naxxoqness of
the rook.

'No, I qoj't,' sra repeated, dafiavtlh--'O don'g believe tme falf
pn't. But I'll find out soms day.'

She leaned het clbows on the silj, and, looking out into the
equal to the task. Louise Suveret became account she had remained in his him was known of story--a mere witch devil, sent for his brother's perdition. his resentment against his brother's fate had passed into his hatred of this whom he had never seen. Nay, he even held up the picture of hideous before children a kind of sinister triumph. So let the ungodly and the harlot perish! David stood opposite the speaker all the while, motionless, save for uneasy movement here and when Reuben's words grew more frank usual. Louie's was more than David's in it said. Reuben and Reuben's vehemence annoyed and angered her. She frowned at him from under her brows. It that he, than story, her. 'An we aw reet an proper,' said Reuben his brow, damp with this unwonted labour of and tongue. Gurney he would ha it aw handsome; and we put him in a corner Kensal Green, just as close as might be to whar they'd put her after th' sat on her. Yor had left word, Mr. would nowt But it agen me--aye, it _did_--to leave him wi _her_ after aw!' And suddenly silent, Reuben sat wrapped in a sombre mist of Louie out, rolling and the ribbons of her in fingers. 'I don't believe don't how Mr. either.' looked round bewildered. Louie up noisily, went to the and threw it open, narrowness of the room. 'No, I don't,' she defiantly--'I don't believe the half on't. But find out some day.' She leaned her elbows on the sill, and, out into
 equal to the task.
Louise SuverEt became in His acCouNt wHaT she Had aLways remained
iN His iMagination since Sandy's eMployErS Told HIm What wAs known
OF hER StoRy--A mEre WiTCh And deVil, Sent for His brother'S
peRdItion. All his rESeNtment agaiNst His brother's fAte Had pasSeD
inTO his hAtrEd of tHis creATure whOm he had neVeR Seen. NaY, He
even hELD uP the Picture of her hideoUS dEAth before her chIldren
WiTH a KINd oF siNister triuMpH. So leT The ungoDLy AND The HArlot
perish!

DaVid stood oppOSitE to the SpEakER all thE whilE, mOTioNless, save
foR an uNeasy moveMent heRE and theRE when ReUben's wOrdS grEw moRE
sCrIptUrALly FRaNk tHAn uSual. LouiE's FaCe was Much MORE PosiTivE
thaN DaviD's in what it saiD. ReUben ANd REuben'S veheMencE aNnoyeD
and anGered HeR. She frowned at hiM froM under her BlaCk BroWs. it
was EVident ThaT he, Rather tHan his sTOry, ExCITEd Her.

'An we buried him aw ReET An Proper,' saId ReubEN aT lASt, wiping
HiS brOw, daMP With tHis uNWoNted laboUr of brAIn AnD tongue. 'mr.
gurney He WouLd hA it aw DOne hAndsomE; and we puT him iN A corner
o' Kensal gReen, just as cloSE aS MIgHT be tO whAr they'd put hEr
afTEr th' CrowNEr Had SAt on hEr. Yor FeYThER had left word, an Mr.
GurNeY would Ha nowT different. But It went agen ME--AYe, it
_did_--tO leaVE hIM wi _her_ after aw!'

ANd falLing suddenLY silent, REuben Sat wrappEd in a sombRE Mist of
meMorY.

ThEn LOuiE BRoKe out, rolling aND UnroLlIng the rIbbOns of heR haT
in Hot FinGeRs.

'I don't beLieve halF oN't--i dOn'T seE how yOU could knOw--Nor mr.
gurNey eiTHer.'

ReuBen loOked RoUnD BewIldered. lOuIE Got uP nOiSily, WenT tO the
wIndoW And Threw it Open, as thoUgh OPpreSsEd By the naRrowness of
the RoOm.

'No, I don't,' sHe RepEated, dEFIantly--'I dOn't believe the half
on't. But i'Ll find oUt sOme daY.'

She Leaned her ElbOws on tHe sILl, and, lOoking Out inTo The
 equal to the task.
Louise  Suveret b ecame  in  hi sacco untwhat she had a l ways  remained
in his imagi natio ns ince Sa ndy's  employ e rs t old  h im  wh at wa s kno wnof herstory--a m ere  w itch and dev i l,  sent forhis  brother's
p erd ition.  A llh is re sen tment  again s t hisbrother's  f a te had passedi n to  his  hatred of this c r ea t ure whom he ha d neve rs ee n .  Na y,he
even he ld  up t h e pictu r eo f her hideous death  before her chi ldrenwi tha  kindof si ni s ter  triumph. S o le t the ung odly a n d the h a rlot
pe rish!
Da vid  sto o dop pos it e  to th e s p eak er all t he  w hile,  mot i o n l ess,  sa ve
f or an  uneasy movem ent  her e  an d the re wh en R eu ben's  words  grew  m ore
scripturall y fr ank thanusu al . L ou ie'sf ace wa s m uch  more p ositive tha nD a v id 's in what it said .R e ub en and R euben' s  v eh e mence an no yed 
and a ngere d he r .She frow ned at hi mfrom un de r herbl ack  br ows.I t
wa s evid ent that  he,r ather than his story, excite d  h e r .'Anweburied himaw r e et a n pr o pe r,' saidReube na tl ast, wiping
his bro w,  dampwiththis unwonted  labour of b r ain andtong u e. 'Mr.
Gurney he  woul d ha it aw done han dsome ; and we  put himi n  a corne r
o ' K ens alG r ee n, just as cl o s e as  m ight be  to  whar t hey 'dput  he rafter th'  crowner  h ad  s at  on  her. Yor feyt he r h ad  le ft wo r d, anMr.
G urne ywo u ldha nowt di f f eren t.  B ut i t w en t age n me - -ay e, it
_ did_--tolea v e hi mwi  _her_after aw!'

A nd  falling s ud den ly sil e n t, Reube n sat wrapped in a somb r e mistofmemor y.
Then Loui e b roke o ut, rollin g andunrol li ngt h e rib b o ns  of  h er hat
inh o t f inger s. 

'I  don'tbelieve half on't- - I d on't see howyou  cou l d  k now - -n o r M r. Gur n e y either.'

Reu ben looked  r o un d bewilder e d.Lo uie got  up noi sily, went to  the
wind ow and th re w it o pen , as thoug h oppres sed by th e  narr o wn ess o f
t he roo m. 

' No, I  don't , ' s he re peated ,defian tly-- 'I  don't b elieve the half
on't. B ut I'l l fin d o ut some d ay. ' 

S he leaned  her  elbows on  th e s ill,and ,  look ingo ut  in t o the 
 equal_to the_task.
Louise Suveret became in_his account_what_she had_always_remained
in his imagination_since Sandy's employers_told him what was_known
of her story--a_mere_witch and devil, sent for his brother's
perdition. All his resentment against his brother's fate_had_passed
into his_hatred_of_this creature whom he had_never seen. Nay, he
even held_up the_picture of her hideous death before her children
with_a_kind of sinister_triumph. So let the ungodly and the harlot
perish!

David stood_opposite to the speaker all the_while, motionless, save
for_an_uneasy_movement here and there_when Reuben's words grew more
scripturally frank_than usual. Louie's face was much_more positive
than David's in what it said._Reuben and Reuben's vehemence annoyed
and angered_her. She frowned at him_from under_her black brows. It
was evident_that he, rather_than his_story, excited her.

'An_we buried him aw reet an_proper,' said Reuben_at last, wiping
his brow, damp with_this_unwonted labour of_brain_and_tongue. 'Mr.
Gurney_he would ha_it_aw done_handsome;_and we put him in a_corner
o'_Kensal Green, just as close as might_be to whar they'd_put_her
after th' crowner had_sat on her. Yor feyther_had left word, an Mr.
Gurney would_ha nowt_different. But_it went agen me--aye, it
_did_--to leave him wi _her_ after aw!'

And_falling suddenly silent, Reuben sat wrapped_in a sombre mist_of
memory.

Then Louie_broke_out, rolling and_unrolling_the ribbons_of her hat
in hot fingers.

'I don't believe_half on't--I_don't see how you could know--nor_Mr.
Gurney either.'

Reuben looked round_bewildered._Louie got up noisily, went to_the
window and threw it open, as_though oppressed by the narrowness_of
the_room.

'No,_I don't,' she repeated, defiantly--'I_don't believe the half
on't. But I'll_find out some_day.'

She leaned her elbows on the sill,_and,_looking out into the