Melbourne--going for good ?' 'Certain sure--heard her tell mum.' Mrs.Haddon was standing at the door when they reached the house, and Harry followed her into the kitchen.
'Give it to me, Alice,' he said.

'Quick! Can't you see I'm half mad ?' Mrs.Haddon handed him the letter, and he tore the envelope with awkward impatient fingers.

The note was brief: 'DEAR HARRY,--I write this to bid you good-bye again, and thank you again for all your kindness and goodness.

I am going away because I can no longer bear to live amongst people who know me as the daughter of one who was a thief and almost a murderer.

Don't think bitterly of me.