Maggie had seen other people faint; she knew what was done. She bathed Miss Dolly’s face and wrists with cold water, and presently she opened her eyes.
“Maggie… I’ve got to get away—from this horrible house…”
getaway“You must rest now, Miss Dolly. I’ll help you get into bed when you feel better.”
“I’ve got to get away, Maggie… Where did you find that wallet?”
away“Well, that doesn’t matter, Miss Dolly. Let’s not talk about it any more.”
Miss Dolly lay flat on the floor, her black hair damp about her white face, her thick curling lashes damp, her eyes wide.
“His wallet, Maggie… What was in it?”
in“I don’t know. Let’s not talk any more about it, Miss Dolly. I’ll help you into bed.”
“I’m frightened, Maggie.”
“Don’t be, Miss Dolly. I’m right here.”
Miss Dolly lay there looking up at
