"But that don't matter. I guess they've got your record at
Hoskin & Marl's. You worked there all right; sure you worked there,
in the jewelry section. You stole something. I saw the store
detective, Miss Hopwell, take you up to the manager's office. I
never heard what they did to you, but they did a plenty, I bet."
She turned confidently again to the horrified captain and his wife.
"Just see how she looks. She don't deny it. How she managed to work
that Tunis Latham into bringing her down here, I don't know. She
pulled the wool over his eyes all right.
"Why, she's a thief! She was arrested! I guess you can see now that
I'm not crazy--far from it. She won't dare say again that she is Ida
May Bostwick. I--guess--not!"
The malevolent exultation of the girl was fearful to behold. But
neither Cap'n Ira nor Prudence now looked at Ida May. Leaning
against her husband, the tears coursing over her withered cheeks,
Prudence joined Cap'n Ira in gazing at the other girl.
She rose slowly to her feet. Something like strength came back to
her; even into her voice, as Sheila again spoke. Nor did she look at
Ida May, but fixed her feverish gaze upon the two old people.
"What--what she says is true--as far as I am concerned.
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