She brought me everything I was likely to want from day to day, and gave me ample means of replenishing my fire, and told me that I ought to make myself comfortable.

I had a much better life than any one in the workhouse, she said; and I must be very wicked if I complained.

I believe she really thought I was a harmless madwoman, and that her master had a right to shut me up in that room.

One night, after I had been there for a time that seemed like eternity, my father came----" "What!" cried Ellen Whitelaw, "the stranger! I understand.

That man was your father; he came to see you that night; and as he was leaving you, you gave that dreadful shriek we heard downstairs.