T. W. K.My dear, he said, I am so glad you have let me come to you. You are in deep waters, poor girl."Law, you hain't!" cried Mrs. Wall, smiling back as she jounced. "If you air, the Majo's sisteh's got written awdehs fo' you."Very likely, my dear, said Mrs Keeling{106} amiably, and Im sure thats a beautiful bit of figured silk which he has his coat made of."I suppose so."