And could your informant tell you nothing of the niece--if Molly had visited there ?" "She remembered her last visit very well but her memories were of no value.

She was a sweet, pretty child, she said, and she often wondered how she came to have such a homely mother.

She evidently disliked Mrs.
Weston very much, and when I asked her if she had ever heard of Molly's death she said no, but that she was not a bit surprised as she had always predicted that the pretty, little, white thing would be worried into an early grave.

I noticed the word 'white' and asked her about it, for the Molly I knew had a lovely colour.

Her memory became confused when I pressed her, but she seemed quite sure that the girl who came that winter with her mother was a very pale girl--looked as if she might have come south for her health." "All of which goes to prove--" "Yes--I know.