"How do you know that, sir?" asks the woman, astonished.
"Why, I suppose so from the colour of the clay upon your bag and on your dress. And I know brickmakers go about working at piecework in different places. And I am sorry to say I have known them cruel to their wives too."
The woman hastily lifts up her eyes as if she would deny that her injury is referable to such a cause. But feeling the hand upon her forehead, and seeing his busy and composed face, she quietly drops them again.
"Where is he now?" asks the surgeon.
"He got into trouble last night, sir; but he'll look for me at the lodging-house."

"How do you know that, sir?" asks the woman, astonished.
"Why, I suppose so from the colour of the clay upon your bag and your dress. And I know brickmakers go about doing piecework in different places. I am sorry to say I have known them be cruel to their wives too."
The woman hastily lifts up her eyes as if she would deny it; but seeing his busy and composed face, she quietly drops them again.
"Where is he now?" asks the surgeon.
"He got into trouble last night, sir; but he'll look for me at the lodging-house."
