I don't know what her name is now." The Duchess pressed closer.
"What became of her, Joe ?" A glow began to come into the somber eyes of Joe Ellison.

"I told you her mother was a fine woman, and she never knew anything bad about me.

I wanted my girl to grow up like her mother.

I wanted her to have as good a chance as any of those nice girls over in Jersey--I wanted her never to know any of the lot I've known--I wanted her never to have the stain of knowing her father was a crook--I wanted her never to know even who her father was." "How did you manage it ?" "Her mother had left a little fortune, about twenty-five thousand--twelve or fifteen hundred a year.

I turned the money and the girl over to my best pal--and the squarest pal a man ever had--the only one I'd let know about my Jersey life.