CHAPTER LIX
ALF TRIES TO SAVE A SOUL
Of course there was trouble: Alf saw to that.
It was very seldom he came to Rectory Walk now; but he did come one evening after the news was common property in Old Town.
He marched straight into the kitchen, kicked a chair into its place before the fire, and sat down without a word to his mother. It was dusk in there, but Anne could see that he was terribly moved.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Nothin," Alf answered. "Only my cart's broke."
The mother waited for more, grimly amused.
"He's done it this time," Alf continued at last.
"Who has?"
"Old Ern."