Jacob's little eyes narrowed. "It is no way for little girls to talk when their brothers steal school-board money, and go off and their pops have to pay it," he said.
For a moment there was silence, then a reproving murmur from Aunt Mena.
"It isn't true!" cried Sarah. "It isn't true!" Suddenly she remembered her father's sadness, her mother's tears.
She burst into wild crying. "Ach, I wish you would go away and leave me with my children! I will get good along, if you will only let me be. Albert should be this long time in his bed. I wish you would go home."
She bent to lift the sleeping child. But her uncle pushed her aside.
"Albert is coming home with me," he said, as he lifted him up. "Jacob, put Weezy and Ellie in the carriage with Aunt Mena."
Sarah tried to keep her hold of the little boy. But she struggled in vain. Jacob Kalb picked up one of the twins.
GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME WITH MY CHILDREN