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"
Maybe
you
do
n't
know
it
,
but
I
've
seen
a
good
deal
of
that
little
girl
of
yours
.
We
live
on
the
Pendleton
Hill
road
,
and
she
used
to
go
by
often
--
only
she
did
n't
always
GO
BY
.
She
came
in
and
played
with
the
kids
and
talked
to
me
--
and
my
man
,
when
he
was
home
.
She
seemed
to
like
it
,
and
to
like
us
.
She
did
n't
know
,
I
suspect
,
that
her
kind
of
folks
do
n't
generally
call
on
my
kind
.
Maybe
if
they
DID
call
more
,
Miss
Harrington
,
there
would
n't
be
so
many
--
of
my
kind
,
"
she
added
,
with
sudden
bitterness
.
"
Be
that
as
it
may
,
she
came
;
and
she
did
n't
do
herself
no
harm
,
and
she
did
do
us
good
--
a
lot
o
'
good
.
How
much
she
wo
n't
know
--
nor
ca
n't
know
,
I
hope
;
'
cause
if
she
did
,
she
'd
know
other
things
--
that
I
do
n't
want
her
to
know
.
"
But
it
's
just
this
.
It
's
been
hard
times
with
us
this
year
,
in
more
ways
than
one
.
We
've
been
blue
and
discouraged
--
my
man
and
me
,
and
ready
for
--
'
most
anything
.
We
was
reckoning
on
getting
a
divorce
about
now
,
and
letting
the
kids
well
,
we
did
n't
know
what
we
would
do
with
the
kids
.
Then
came
the
accident
,
and
what
we
heard
about
the
little
girl
's
never
walking
again
.
And
we
got
to
thinking
how
she
used
to
come
and
sit
on
our
doorstep
and
train
with
the
kids
,
and
laugh
,
and
--
and
just
be
glad
.
She
was
always
being
glad
about
something
;
and
then
,
one
day
,
she
told
us
why
,
and
about
the
game
,
you
know
;
and
tried
to
coax
us
to
play
it
.
"
Well
,
we
've
heard
now
that
she
's
fretting
her
poor
little
life
out
of
her
,
because
she
ca
n't
play
it
no
more
--
that
there
's
nothing
to
be
glad
about
.
And
that
's
what
I
came
to
tell
her
to-day
--
that
maybe
she
can
be
a
little
glad
for
us
,
'
cause
we
've
decided
to
stick
to
each
other
,
and
play
the
game
ourselves
.
I
knew
she
would
be
glad
,
because
she
used
to
feel
kind
of
bad
--
at
things
we
said
,
sometimes
.
Just
how
the
game
is
going
to
help
us
,
I
ca
n't
say
that
I
exactly
see
,
yet
;
but
maybe
'
twill
.
Anyhow
,
we
're
going
to
try
--
'
cause
she
wanted
us
to
.
Will
you
tell
her
?
"
"
Yes
,
I
will
tell
her
,
"
promised
Miss
Polly
,
a
little
faintly
.
Then
,
with
sudden
impulse
,
she
stepped
forward
and
held
out
her
hand
.
"
And
thank
you
for
coming
,
Mrs.
Payson
,
"
she
said
simply
.
The
defiant
chin
fell
.
The
lips
above
it
trembled
visibly
.
With
an
incoherently
mumbled
something
,
Mrs.
Payson
blindly
clutched
at
the
outstretched
hand
,
turned
,
and
fled
.
The
door
had
scarcely
closed
behind
her
before
Miss
Polly
was
confronting
Nancy
in
the
kitchen
.
"
Nancy
!
"
Miss
Polly
spoke
sharply
.
