"'Tis naught to me,
If you act so,
For I can see,
Young men who go
About the town, and when I can
I soon will take another man."
"You soon fin' a man, you," said Annawillee. "All men say you toketie. S'pose Shautch Quin mimaloose any man tak' you, Jenny."
"Dat so," said Annie soothingly. "I fin' you Shautch, Jenny, and I queek fin' other one, my pretty Jenny!"
And Jenny's heart was cold within her. For her child's sake perhaps——
And then there came a knock at the door, and her heart leapt again like a babe. Annie opened the door, and outside stood Sam.
"My Missus here, oh, where my Missus?" he cried dolorously. "My loosee my Missus in the clowd!"
Jenny cried out to him.
"Oh, Sam, Sam!"
He had always been good and kind and was clean and bright.
"Oh, Missus here, my heap glad, Missus. What for Missus stay inside house like t'is, no good for Missus, no clean, bah!"