was nothing. One day I went over to the Lancasters', and
I--well, I had not had much to eat for several days. I was a
little faint, and --"

"Eudora, you poor, darling girl!"

"And the Lancaster girls found out," continued Eudora, calmly.
"They gave me something to eat, and I suppose I ate as if I were
famished. I was."

"Eudora!"

"And they wanted to give me money, but I would not take it, and
they had been trying to find a laundress for their finer
linen--their old serving-woman was ill. They could find one for
the heavier things, but they are very particular, and I was sure
I could manage, and so I begged them to let me have the work, and
they did, and overpaid me, I fear. And I--I knew very well how
many spying eyes were about, and I thought of my proud father and
my proud mother and grandmother, and perhaps I was proud, too.
You know they talk about the Yates pride. It was not so much
because I was ashamed of doing honest work as because I did
resent those prying eyes and tattling tongues, and so I said
nothing, but I did go back and forth in broad daylight with the
linen wrapped up in the old blue and white blanket, in my old
carriage, and they thought what they thought."

Eudora laughed faintly. She had a gentle humor. "It was
somewhat laughable, too," she observed. "The Lancaster girls and
I have had our little jests over it, but I felt that I could not