and go,
and he
keeps
askin' for
you,
ma'am. So
I didn't
know what
to
do."Gyp,
pale to
the lips,
said:
"Wait here
a minute,
Ellen,"
and went
into the
dining-room.
Winton
followed.
She turned
to him at
once, and
said: "Oh,
Dad, what
am I to
do? His
brain! It
would be
too awful
to feel
I'd
brought
that
about."Winton
grunted.
Gyp went
on: "I
must go
and see.
If it's
really
that, I
couldn't
bear it.
I'm afraid
I must go,
Dad."Winton
nodded.
