Thechildreninhiscountrywerenottaughttothrowstonesatthosewhoaskedforcompassion。
Smith’sstrategyovercamehimcompletely。Thewood—lodgepresentedthehorribleaspectofadun—
geon。Whatwouldbedonetohimnext？……
NowonderthatAmyFosterappearedtohiseyeswiththeaureoleofanangeloflight。Thegirlhadnotbeenabletosleepforthinkingofthepoorman，andinthemorning，beforetheSmithswereup，sheslippedoutacrossthebackyard。Holdingthedoorofthewood—lodgeajar，shelookedinandextendedtohimhalfaloafofwhitebread——’suchbreadasthericheatinmycountry，’heusedtosay。
\"Atthishegotupslowlyfromamongstallsortsofrubbish，stiff，hungry，trembling，miserable，anddoubtful。’Canyoueatthis？’sheaskedinhersoftandtimidvoice。Hemusthavetakenherfora’graciouslady。’Hedevouredferociously，andtearswerefallingonthecrust。Suddenlyhedroppedthebread，seizedherwrist，andim—