CHAPTER XXIII.
Her mother's wailing could still be heard from overhead, though more faintly; and old Charley Lohr was coming down the stairs alone.
He looked at Alice compassionately.

"I was just comin' to suggest maybe you'd excuse yourself from your company," he said.

"Your mother was bound not to disturb you, and tried her best to keep you from hearin' how she's takin' on, but I thought probably you better see to her." "Yes, I'll come.

What's the matter ?" "Well," he said, "_I_ only stepped over to offer my sympathy and services, as it were.

_I_ thought of course you folks knew all about it.
Fact is, it was in the evening paper--just a little bit of an item on the back page, of course." "What is it ?" He coughed.