Again her father talked to her low and soothingly.

"But papa--I'm so disappointed--I've saved all my money just to have you
go with me. And mamma--I'll go and ask him to let you come."

Her father evidently did not approve of this, and the next moment he led
the child to the door, still talking to her soothingly, and Livingstone
heard him kiss her and tell her to wait for him below.

Livingstone let himself out of his side-door. He did not want to meet
Clark just then. He was not in a comfortable frame of mind. He had a
little headache.

As he turned into the street, he passed the little girl he had seen
up-stairs. She was wiping her little, smeared face with her
handkerchief, and had evidently been crying. Livingstone, as he passed,
caught her eye, and she gave him such a look of hate that it stung him
to the quick.

"The little serpent!" thought he. "Here he was supporting her family,
and she looking as if she could tear him to pieces! It showed how
ungrateful this sort of people were."




CHAPTER IV


Livingstone walked up town. It would, he felt, do his head good. He