That Girl of Johnson's — page 23: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

122° ' (THAT GIRL OF JOHNSON’S. sign. She poured his coffee with a steady hand; her eyes looked over and beyond him. As he took up his hat to return to the shop he turned and asked, abruptly, but with little show of interest: ‘How old air ye, girl?” | Her large eyes looked through and through him; her gaze was steady, his wavered; her voice, too, was steady and slow : ‘“‘T am twenty, father.” ‘‘Curse the girl!” he muttered, as he passed Anwen the worn path to the shop with no haste in his slouching gait. ‘‘Curse all ther wimmen! Borned fools, every one of ’em! Jest my luck thet she warn’t a boy; boys is o’ use!” ‘ NG ; EOoOmIiCc 900 cS ‘co