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"You poor little rat," she said compassionately. "Gee! He was crazy. I

never saw such a face. Gee!"

Anna said nothing. She dropped on the side of the bed and took the

coffee, drinking gingerly through a lip swollen and cut.

"I'm going to leave," Katie went on. "It'll be my time next. If he tries

any tricks on me I'll have the law on him. He's a beast; that's what he

is."

"Katie," Anna said, "if I leave can you get my clothes to me? I'll carry

all I can."

"He'd take the strap to me."

"Well, if you're leaving anyhow, you can put some of my things in your

trunk."

"Good and right you are to get out," Katie agreed. "Sure I'll do it.

Where do you think you'll go?"

"I thought last night I'd jump in the river. I've changed my mind,

though. I'll pay him back, and not the way he expects."

"Give it to him good," assented Katie. "I'd have liked to slip some of

that Paris green of his in his coffee this morning. And now he's off for

church, the old hypocrite!"

To Katie's curious inquiries as to the cause of the beating Anna was now

too committal.

"I held out some money on him," was all she said.

Katie regarded her with a mixture of awe and admiration.

"You've got your nerve," she said. "I wonder he didn't kill you. What's

yours is his and what's his is his own!"

But Anna could not leave that morning. She lay in her bed, cold

compresses on her swollen face and shoulders, a bruised and broken

thing, planning hideous reprisals. Herman made no inquiry for her. He

went stolidly about the day's work, carried in firewood and coal from

the shed, inspected the garden with a view to early planting, and ate

hugely of the mid-day dinner.

In the afternoon Rudolph came.

"Where's Anna?" he asked briskly.

"She is in her room. She is not well."

If Rudolph suspected anything, it was only that Anna was sulking. But

later on he had reason to believe that there trouble. Out of a clear sky

Herman said: "She has had a raise." Anna was "she" to him.

"Since when?" Rudolph asked with interest.

"I know nothing. She has not given it to me. She has been buying herself

a watch."

"So!" Rudolph's tone was wary.