CHAPTER XII.
Losing Sight of the Welsh Mountains Miss Benson continued in an undecided state of mind for the two next days; but on the third, as they sat at breakfast, she began to speak to her brother.
"That young creature's name is Ruth Hilton." "Indeed! how did you find it out ?" "From herself, of course.

She is much stronger.

I slept with her last night, and I was aware she was awake long before I liked to speak, but at last I began.

I don't know what I said, or how it went on, but I think it was a little relief to her to tell me something about herself.

She sobbed and cried herself to sleep; I think she is asleep now." "Tell me what she said about herself." "Oh, it was really very little; it was evidently a most painful subject.