auter, yeh damn fool," said the mother. "It
was prod'gal son, anyhow."

"I know dat," said Jimmie.

For a time they sat in silence. The mother's eyes gloated on a scene
her imagination could call before her. Her lips were set in a
vindictive smile.

"Aye, she'll cry, won' she, an' carry on, an' tell how Pete, or some
odder feller, beats 'er an' she'll say she's sorry an' all dat an' she
ain't happy, she ain't, an' she wants to come home agin, she does."

With grim humor, the mother imitated the possible wailing notes of the
daughter's voice.

"Den I'll take 'er in, won't I, deh beast. She kin cry 'er two eyes
out on deh stones of deh street before I'll dirty deh place wid her.
She abused an' ill-treated her own mudder--her own mudder what loved
her an' she'll never git anodder chance dis side of hell."

Jimmie thought he had a great idea of women's frailty, but he could not
understand why any of his kin should be victims.

"Damn her," he fervidly said.

Again he wondered vaguely if some of the women of his acquaintance had
brothers. Nevertheless, his mind did not for an instant confuse
himself with those brothers nor his sister with theirs. After the
mother had, with great difficulty, suppressed the neighbors, she went
among them and proclaimed her grief. "May Gawd forgive dat girl," was
her continual cry. To attentive ears she recited the whole length and
breadth of her woes.

"I bringed 'er up deh way a dauter oughta be bringed up an' dis is how
she served me! She went teh deh devil deh first chance she got! May
Gawd forgive her."

When arrested for drunkenness she used the story of her daughter's
downfall with telling effect upon the police justices. Finally one of
them said to her, peering down over his spectacles: "Mary, the records
of this and other courts show that you are the mother of forty-two
daughters who have been ruined. The case is unparalleled in the annals
of this court, and this court thinks--"

The mother went through life shedding large tears of sorrow. Her red
face was a picture of agony.

Of course Jimmie publicly damned his sister that he might appear on a
higher social plane. But, arguing with himself, stumbling about in
ways that he knew not, he, once, almost came to a conclusion that his
sister would have been more firmly good had she better known why.
However, he felt that he could not hold such a view. He threw it
hastily aside.

Chapter XIV

In a hilari