“I can’t do anything more, either.
“I don’t believe I will be kept on at the store, after all. Only through January, anyway.
“All the money we’ve got now is the nine dollars they gave me to-day.
“Suppose that’s been stolen, too, from our room.
“What would happen to Father if I died? He’d have to go—some dreadful place—poor-house or some place—
“What would happen to me if he died? I’d be so lonely I couldn’t stand it. He’s always been so dear to me.
“That clerk in the book-department that died from asphyxiation—I wonder if it was accident, after all. They said so, but she was so unhappy and all when she talked to me at lunch.
“‘Better jump in the river.’ That would be cold and he hasn’t got an overcoat. No, of course, that wouldn’t make any difference—
“I wonder if gas suicide hurts much?