"
"I have no complaints. My allowance is sufficient. It is the same that
father used to give me, and it is all I need. But this is a matter
outside my personal needs."
"Um-hm. Somethin' to do with the household expenses, hey?"
"No. It is--is a matter of--well, of charity. It may amount to several
hundred dollars."
"Yes, yes. I see. Charity, hey? Church?"
"No. One of the maids, Annie, has trouble at home, and I wanted to help
her."
The captain nodded once more.
"Annie," he repeated, "that's the rosy-faced one? The Irish one?"
"Yes. Her father was seriously injured the other day and cannot work.
His hip is broken, and the doctor's bill will be large. They are very
poor, and I thought perhaps--" She hesitated, faltered, and then said
haughtily: "Father was very sympathetic and liked to have me do such
things."
"Sho! sho! Sartin! Course he did. I like it, too. I'm glad you came to
me just as you did, Caroline. How much do you want to start with?"
"I don't know, exactly. I thought I might ask our own doctor to attend
to the case, and might send them some delicacies and food."
"Good idea! Go right ahead, Caroline."
"Thank you. I have been over to see them, and they need help--they
really do."
"I presume likely. How'd the accident happen? Anybody's fault, was it?"
Caroline's eyes snapped.
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