"Well," anxiously.
"Well, if I had known all that in season, the worst might have been prevented."
"And now?"
"And now, child, your father is a ruined man." So saying, the merchant hung up his hat and walked gloomily away.
Dora ran upstairs to her own room and locked herself in, leaving the despondent merchant to eat his dinner solitary and alone.
[VIII]
OUTWARD BOUND
"Beats Boston, don't it?" said Bill to Walter, as the Susan J. was slowly working her way up the East River past the miles of wharves and warehouses with which the shores are lined.
"Maybe it's bigger, but I don't believe it's any better," was Walter's guarded reply.