? ? ? ? "Did he say that?" asked Frank, indignantly.
? ? ? ? "Yes."
? ? ? ? "When he tells you that, you may say that I shall never go to the poorhouse."
? ? ? ? "He says his father is going to put you and your sister there."
? ? ? ? "All the Deacon Pinkertons in the world can never make me go to the poorhouse!" said Frank, resolutely.
? ? ? ? "Bully for you, Frank! I knew you had spunk."
? ? ? ? Frank hurried home. As he entered the little house a neighbor's wife, who had been watching with his mother, came to meet him.
? ? ? ? "Frank," she said, gravely, "you must prepare yourself for sad news. While you were out your mother had another hemorrhage, and--and--"
? ? ? ? "Is she dead?" asked the boy, his face very pale.
? ? ? ? "She is dead!"
? ? ? ? "The Widder Fowler is dead," remarked Deacon Pinkerton, at the supper table.
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