You foreclose on a woman and take away everything she's got; put her clean through bankruptcy, and the balance is still against her; but we can't make over society and laws just sitting here talking about it.
I reckon Edna Kelton suffered enough.

But we don't want Sylvia to suffer.

She's entitled to a happy life, and we don't want any shadows hanging over her.

Now that her grandpa's gone she can't go behind what he told her,--poor man, he had trouble enough answering the questions she had a right to ask; and he had to lie to her some." "Yes; I suppose she will be content now; she will feel that what he didn't tell her she will never know.

She's not a morbid person, and won't be likely to bother about it." "No; I ain't afraid of her brooding on what she doesn't know.