"I had me doubts, miss. Sometimes I thought ye was, an' ag'in I thought ye wasn't. But I couldn't tell fer sartin. Appearances was ag'in ye."
"I know it! I know it!" Madeline cried almost fiercely. "Everything has been against me for the last six years. Oh, my life has been terrible!"
"I believe ye, miss. I believe ye. But thar's an end to that now. I'll take ye outer this, an' back to yer own people."
"But what will he think?" and Madeline glanced toward the cot. "Oh, if you only knew! If you only understood!"
"I do understand somethin', miss. I know a thing or two."
"And did be really tell you? Did he explain?"
"He told me a little, an' I guessed the rest."
"And did he think I had fallen; that I was a disgrace to womankind?"
"He didn't know what to believe, miss. Poor feller, I was sorry fer 'im. He took it mighty hard."
Madeline was leaning anxiously forward now, with her eyes fixed full upon Dan's face.