He knows."
The other man repeated, "That's all about it."
"Was the lady crying?" I inquired.
"Devil a bit," returned the first man. "Her shoes was the worse, and her clothes was the worse, but she warn't--not as I see."
The woman sat with her arms crossed and her eyes upon the ground. Her husband had turned his seat a little so as to face her and kept his hammer-like hand upon the table as if it were in readiness to execute his threat if she disobeyed him.
"I hope you will not object to my asking your wife," said I, "how the lady looked."

The other man repeated, "That's all."
"Was the lady crying?" I inquired.
"Not as I see."
The woman sat with her eyes upon the ground. Her husband had kept his hammer-like hand upon the table as if ready to execute his threat if she disobeyed him.
"I hope you will not object to my asking your wife," said I, "how the lady looked."
