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The street cars go past it. Three dollars a week.
Are you ready?"
Anna was ready, even to her hat. Over it she placed a dark veil,
for she was badly disfigured. Then, with Katie crying quietly, she
left the house. In the flare from the Spencer furnaces Katie
watched until the girl reappeared on the twisting street below
which still followed the old path - that path where Herman, years
ago, had climbed through the first spring wild flowers to the
cottage on the hill.
Graham was uncomfortable the next morning on his way to the mill.
Anna's face had haunted him. But out of all his confusion one
thing stood out with distinctness. If he was to be allowed to
marry Marion, he must have no other entanglement. He would go
to her clean and clear.
So he went to the office, armed toward Anna with a hardness he was
far from feeling.
"Poor little kid!" he reflected on the way down. "Rotten luck, all
round."
He did not for a moment believe that it would be a lasting grief.


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