Mary Cassatt painting

Mary Cassatt painting
No! by book and bell, not lost! Not lost, for I will ransack the land till I find thee again. Poor child, yonder is his breakfast-and mine, but I have no hunger now-so, let the rats have it-speed, speed! that is the word!" As he wormed his swift way through the noisy multitudes upon the Bridge, he several times said to himself-clinging to the thought as if it were a particularly pleasing one: "He grumbled but he went-he went, yes, because he thought Miles Hendon asked it, sweet lad-he would ne"er have done it for another, I know it well!"
Mary Cassatt painting
Toward daylight of the same morning, Tom Canty stirred out of a heavy sleep and opened his eyes in the dark. He lay silent a few moments, trying to analyze his confused thoughts and impressions, and get some sort of meaning out of them, then suddenly he burst out in a rapturous but guarded voice
Mary Cassatt painting