My aunt's house was the place to which cruel Mr.Keller had banished her lover.

The inquiries of the mother and daughter followed each other in such rapid succession that I cannot pretend to remember them now.

The last question alone remains vividly impressed on my memory, in connection with the unexpected effect which my answer produced.

It was put by the widow in these words: "Your aunt is interested, of course, in the affairs of her partners in this place.

Is it possible, Mr.David, that she may one day take the journey to Frankfort ?" "It is quite likely, madam, that my aunt may be in Frankfort on business before the end of the year." As I replied in those terms the widow looked round slowly at her daughter.