Thomas likes to forgit, an' when I gets cryin' an' nervous he knows I've been thinkin' 'bout the old trouble." Louise was disappointed, but changed the subject adroitly.
"And Miss Mary, who was afterward Mrs.Wegg.Did you love her, Nora ?" "Indeed I did, child." "What was she like ?" "She were gentle, an' sweet, an' the mos' beautiful creetur in all--in--in the place where we lived.

An' her fambily was that proud an' aristocratic thet no one could tech 'em with a ten-foot pole." "I see.

Did she love Captain Wegg ?" "Nat'rally, sense she married of him, an' fit all her fambily to do it.
An' the Cap'n were thet proud o' her thet he thought the world lay in her sweet eyes." "Oh.

I had an idea he didn't treat her well," remarked the girl, soberly.
"That's wrong," declared Nora, promptly.

"Arter the trouble come--fer it come to the Weggs as well as to Tom an' me--the Cap'n sort o' lost heart to see his Mary cry day arter day an' never be comforted.