She looked up at him imploringly, her face crimson with the shame of their last meeting, and met two of the blackest eyes she had ever seen, dancing in merciless merriment.
" Don't leave me, mama—don't leave me, " screamed the child, as its mother was pushed harshly forward; " Don't leave me—come back, mama, " she still cried, stretching forth her little arms imploringly.