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"Mamma, you--What--are you saying?"
"Alma?"
There lay a silence between them that took on the roar of a simoon and
Miss Samstag jumped then from her mother's embrace, her little face
stiff with the clench of her mouth.
"Mamma--you--No--no! Oh, mamma--oh--!"
A quick spout of hysteria seemed to half strangle Mrs. Samstag so that
she slanted backward, holding her throat.
"I knew it. My own child against me. O God! Why was I born? My own child
against me!"
"Mamma--you can't marry him. You can't marry--anybody."
"Why can't I marry anybody? Must I be afraid to tell my own child when
a good man wants to marry me and give us both a good home? That's my
thanks for making my child my first consideration--before I accepted
him."
"Mamma, you didn't accept him. Darling, you wouldn't do a--thing like
that!"
Miss Samstag's voice thickened up then quite frantically into a little
scream that knotted in her throat, and she was suddenly so small and
stricken that, with a gasp for fear she might crumple up where she
stood, Mrs.


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