Amanda turned and looked at him clearly and unflinchingly, and cried:
‘How dare yo' say that?’
‘Because you've repented,’ was the quiet reply.
‘Haa do yo' know I've repented?’
‘Because repentance is to come home; and you've come home, have you not?’
‘Repentance is to come wom'?’ slowly repeated the girl, as though some ray of light was penetrating the darkness. ‘Repentance is to come wom', sen yo'?’
‘Yes.’
And then Mr. Penrose repeated the words: ‘And he arose and came to his home; and when he was a great way off his father saw him and ran, and fell on his neck and kissed him.’
‘Aw dare say; that's what mi mother did to me on th' neet I come wom'. But mi mother's noan God, is hoo?’