She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes. She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale. “Why?” He inquired. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. ’ The core of hurt rose up, tearing at her insides. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze.
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