"But your aunt, Miss Majendie--your mother's sister--can----" "I don't believe she is my mother's sister," says Miss Wynter calmly.

"I have seen my mother's picture.

It is lovely! Aunt Jane was a changeling--I'm sure of it.

But never mind her.

You were going to say---- ?" "That Miss Majendie, who is virtually your guardian--can explain it all to you much better than I can." "Aunt Jane is _not_ my guardian!" The mild look of enquiry changes to one of light anger.