By this time her husband had been called from the mill, and while I was sitting at the dying woman's side, he came in.'" "Stop, Jane.

My dear love, what is the use of bringing that dying bed to our fireside?
Mother should not have repeated such a scene." "She did, however.

I was leaving the room when she said, 'Listen a moment, Jane.

The man entered angrily, and leaning on the footboard of the bed cried out, "So you've been at your old tricks once more, Susanna! This is the third time.

You are a bad woman.