Sven digital books

"What are you going to live
on? I'm not crazy in the head, if you are."
She rather thought he would strike her. He had done it before, with
the idea of enforcing discipline. If he did, she would leave him.
Let him shift for himself. He had taken her money for years, and
he could live on that. But he had only glared at her.
"We would have done better to remain in Germany," he said. "America
has no respect for parents. It has no discipline. It is a country
without law."
She felt a weakening in him, and followed up her advantage.
"And another thing, while we're at it," she flung at him. "Don't
you go on trying to shove Rudolph down my throat. I'm off Rudolph
for keeps."
She flung out her arm, and old Herman saw the gleam of something
gold on her wrist. He caught her hand in his iron grip and shoved
up her sleeve. There was a tiny gold wrist-watch there, on a
flexible chain. His amazement and rage gave her a moment to think,
although she was terrified.
"Where did you get that?"
"The mill gave them to the stenographers for Christmas.


Pages:
210 211 212 213 214 215 216 217 218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234