Richmal Crompton

Just--William Richmal Crompton

Book Excerpt: ... Jack Morgan, Jack Morgan'--jus' like that. An' she eats just nothin' now. Always hangin' round the windows to watch you pass."The perspiration stood out in beads on Mr. Morgan's brow."It's--horrible," he said at last in a hoarse whisper. William was gratified. The young man had at last realised his cruelty. But William never liked to leave a task half done. He still sat on and calmly and silently considered his next statement. Mechanically he put a hand into his pocket and conveyed a Gooseberry Eye to his mouth. Mr. Morgan also sat in silence with a stricken look upon his face, gazing into vacancy."She's got your photo," said William at last, "fixed up into one of those little round things on a chain round her neck.""Are--you--sure?" said Mr. Morgan desperately."Sure's fate," said William rising. "Well, I'd better be goin'. She pertic-ler wants to see you alone to-night. Good-bye."But Mr. Morgan did not answer. He sat huddled up in his...