I was going right into the heart of this new wonder, and could not fail to bring back some revelation that would satisfy, in a measure, the excitement of mind produced by so singular an intrusion of strangers upon our quiet town.

I answered her first look of inquiry by the words:-- "It is over.

Another book of life is sealed up here to be opened in eternity." "Dead! Not dead ?" "Yes, Constance, Mrs.Allen is dead.

Her spirit had passed away before my arrival." "How did she die ?--from what cause ?" "From what I can learn she died in a fit of passion." I then related all that I had seen and heard.
"But who can they be ?" This query came as a natural sequence.

"What right have they in the Allen House ?" "Whoever they may be," I replied, "they act, or, at least, the elder of the two ladies acts as if her right there was not even open to a question.