"Ole Mowley's in there, and she'll cuss you." "Oh! well, if that's all, her curses won't hurt," said Hartsook, pushing open the door.

But the volley of blasphemy and vile language that he received made him stagger.

The old hag paced the floor, abusing everybody that came in her way.

And by the window, in the same room, feeling the light that struggled through the dusty glass upon her face, sat a sorrowful, intelligent Englishwoman.

Ralph noticed at once that she was English, and in a few moments he discovered that her sight was defective.