My guess is, Katy, that Eileen has gone with them for good.

Lock her door and don't touch her things until we know certainly what she wants done with them." Katy stood thinking intently, then she lifted her eyes to Linda's.
"Lambie," she whispered softly, "are we ixpicted to go into mourning over this ?" A mischievous light leaped into Linda's eyes.
"Well, if there are any such expectations abroad, Katherine O'Donovan," she said soberly, "the saints preserve 'em, for we can't fulfill 'em, can we, Katy ?" "Not to be savin' our souls," answered Katy heartily.

"I'm jist so glad and thankful that I don't know what to do, and it's such good news that I don't belave one word of it.

And while you're talkie', what about John Gilman ?" "I think," said Linda quietly, "that tonight is going to teach him how Marian felt in her blackest hours." "Well, he needn't be coming to me for sympathy," said Katy.

"But if Miss Eileen has gone to live with the folks that come after her the day, ye might be savin' a wee crap o' sympathy for her, lambie.