Finally came a cablegram from Edith: 'Arthur dead; sailing immediately,' and my niece was with me within a few weeks.

The supposed cause of her husband's death was some virulent type of fever, but, as I said, Edith was convinced that he had been poisoned." "Why ?" "That I never understood.

She never willingly talked about Shanghai, or her life there.

Indeed, she was always most anxious that no one should know she had ever lived in China.

Yet she had plenty of friends out there.