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GRATIA'S TRIALS, 63 Gratia took the roll of clean, rustling bills, and turned silently away. Homeless though she was, she felt that she would rather lodge in the streets than be longer sheltered under the roof which contained hearts like those of Mrs. Moultrie and her grim functionary, Nurse Simmons, CHAPTER XII. GOING TO LONG BRANCH. Half an hour afterward Hannah Ingram came up into the chamber which the two girls mutually occupied at night, and - found Gratia packing her few simple belongings. ‘*Going, eh?” said Hannah. ‘‘ Well, I always supposed it would come to this. The only wonder is that you staid so long. Oh, dear! I wish I was going too, but I owe Madam Moultrie too much money. Where are you going?” ‘‘] don't know, Hannah,” Gratia answered, despairingly. ‘¢ Anywhere away from here.” ‘* Haven’t you any friends ?” Gratia shook her head. ‘‘ Nor any place to go to?” “* No.” ‘Well, now I'll tell you what,” said Hannah. ‘‘If you want another situation és ‘‘T must get one or I shall starve,” said Gratia, in a hard, suppressed voice. ‘‘Then maybe I can help you to one,” said Hannah. ‘‘T’ve got a cousin living chambermaid and waitress, and help with the fine washing and ironing, in as nice a family as ever was ; fourteen dollars a month, and not much to do. And she’s to be married in a few days, and you can step night into her shoes.” . Gratia’s wan face brightened. ‘‘ Where is it ?” Gomicbooks.co