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"Well, Tim's sheet anchor in life is a little girl."
"Sweetheart?"
"After a fashion," laughed the young doctor. "The girl is his daughter,
eight years old. She's everything to Tim, for his wife is dead. The
child lives with somewhat distant relatives, in a New England town. Tim
sends all his spare money to her, and so the child is probably well
looked after. Tim told me, with a big choke in his voice, that, if the
Man-killer had swallowed him up, it would have been all up with the
little girl, too. When money stopped coming the relatives would probably
have set the child to being household drudge for the family. Tim has a
round dozen of different photos of the child taken at various times."
"Then I'm extra glad we got him out of the Man-killer," said Tom rather
huskily.
"I knew you'd be glad, Reade. You're that kind of fellow."
"Tim Griggs, then, is probably one of our steady men," Tom remarked,
after a while.
"Steady! Why the man generally sends all of his month's pay, except
about eight dollars, to his daughter.
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