"I don't know just why; but don't you do it."
"I promised," said Violet.
"Och, listen to the poor dear!" Katie appealed to her fellow-lodger. "I wonder is it long she thinks he'd be keepin' his word to her."
Her own word freshened the ever-abiding terror in the runaway's heart, but Violet said no more about it.
"Would you have much to swear to?" asked Carrie, seated on the foot of the cot.
"What do you mean?" Violet parried.
"She means, Violet——" began Katie.
The fugitive, in her new surroundings, shrank from the name.
"Don't! Don't call me that!" she said.
"Sure an' ain't it the name you gave me yourself?"