? ? ? ? "Couldn't you get her a place with a private family to help about the house in return for her board, while she goes to school?"
? ? ? ? "There's nobody wants a young girl like her," said the deacon.
? ? ? ? "Her brother would pay part of her board--that is, when he has a place."
? ? ? ? "Hasn't he got a place?" asked the deacon, pricking up his ears. "I heard he was in a store in New York."
? ? ? ? "He lost his place," said Mr. Pomeroy, reluctantly, "partly because of the dullness of general trade."
? ? ? ? "Then he can't maintain his sister. She will have to go to the poorhouse. Will you ask her to get ready, and I'll take her right over to the poorhouse."
? ? ? ? There was no alternative. Mr. Pomeroy went into the house, and broke the sad news to his wife and Grace.
? ? ? ? "Never mind," she said, with attempted cheerfulness, though her lips quivered, "I shan't have to stay there long.
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