86 JUSTIN MORGAN 



the approaching footsteps were those of her tormenters 

 returning. 



When she saw her husband she groaned feebly. 



''Have they gone?" she whispered. 



''Yes/' repHed Jones, with becoming seriousness. 



Mistress Jones rose heavily, and squeezed the water 

 from her skirts, shaking, humble and sobered. 



"It served me right, husband dear," she wailed at last. 

 "I have ever been what those savages called me, 'a dirty 

 blouze of a thing,' but from now on I am a changed 

 woman and will be a better wife to you. The Indians 

 said they would teach me a lesson — and they have !" 



