First and Last

LARRY. A Polish girl. She–her father died over here when she was sixteen, and left her all alone. There was a mongrel living in the same house who married her–or pretended to. She’s very pretty, Keith. He left her with a baby coming. She lost it, and nearly starved. Then another fellow took her on, and she lived with him two years, till that brute turned up again and made her go back to him. He used to beat her black and blue. He’d left her again when–I met her. She was taking anybody then.