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Herman was waiting. He moved under the lamp, and she saw
that he held the watch, dangling.
"Now!" he said. "Where you got this? Tell me."
"I've told you how I got it."
"That was a lie."
So - Rudolph had told him!
"I like that!" she blustered, trying to gain time. "I guess it's
time they gave me something - I've worked hard enough. They gave
them to all the girls."
"That is a lie also."
"I like that. Telling me I'm lying. You ask Mr. Graham Spencer.
He'll tell you."
"If that is true, why do you shake so?"
"You scare me, father." She burst into frightened tears. "I don't
know what's got into you. I do my best. I give you all I make.
I've kept this house going, and" - she gained a little courage
- "I've had darned little thanks for it."
"You think I believe the mill gave five thousand dollars in watches
last Christmas? To-morrow I go, with this to Mr. Clayton Spencer,
not to that degenerate son of his, and I ask him. Then I shall
know."
He turned, as if about to leave her, but the alternative he offered
her was too terrible.


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