"Quad's odds"; . SHE HAD A HEART AFTER jVERYTHING looked so grim and silentaround the house that the door was burstin and they found the old woman had lived there for years and knew her, yet no one knew called her Old Nan, and somethought her a witch. She never left heryard, never spoke to any one except tosnarl and growl, and a lone sailor drifting about on theocean could not have been more distant from love andsympathy. No one ever called twice on Old Nan for sometimes knocked at her humble door, but assoon as they saw her witch-like face,
"Quad's odds"; . SHE HAD A HEART AFTER jVERYTHING looked so grim and silentaround the house that the door was burstin and they found the old woman had lived there for years and knew her, yet no one knew called her Old Nan, and somethought her a witch. She never left heryard, never spoke to any one except tosnarl and growl, and a lone sailor drifting about on theocean could not have been more distant from love andsympathy. No one ever called twice on Old Nan for sometimes knocked at her humble door, but assoon as they saw her witch-like face, bent form and mena-cing look, they hurried away, marking the house that theymight not call again. If you had asked any of the neigh-bors if the old woman had a heart—could feel love, pityor tenderness—if there was anything which could get downthrough the crust of disappointment, avarice and despair,and touch the nature which God gives every woman, theywould have laughed in derision. And yet she had a heart,and it was touched. Death tou
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