in rigid rows on the dresser; the pots were scoured
and placed in the closets underneath. Now, he
thought vindictively, when he had finished, the
kitchen would suit even Sim Caley's wife -- the old
vinegar bottle.

The Caleys had left his house the morning following
Lettice's funeral. Mrs. Caley had departed
without a word; Sim with but a brief, awkward
farewell. Since then Gordon had lived alone in the
house; but he now realized that it was not desirable,
practicable. Things, he knew, would soon return
to the dirt and disorder of a few hours ago. He
needed some one, a woman, to keep the place decent.
His necessity recalled the children of his sister...
There was only Rose; the next girl was too young
for dependence. The former had been married a
year now, and had a baby. Her husband had been
in the village only the week before in search of employment,
which he had been unable to secure, and
it was immaterial where in the County they lived.

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