55/150 I couldn't help crying; and she knew I did--care. Then she began to cry; and to-day, after school, we went to walk up on the hill to the big rock; and there--she told me. And it _was_ the divorce. Her mother found out I was divorced (I mean Mother was) and she told Stella not to play with me, nor speak to me, nor have a thing to do with me. |