"You think Mrs.
Whitman--" "Of course," Henry said.

He started up to speak to Sylvia, but Horace stopped him.
"I forgot," he said, quickly.

"Miss Farrel asked me to promise that I should not tell the girl, in case of her death before she had an opportunity of doing so, of what she had done for her.

'Let her come just because she thinks I am her relative,' she said, 'and because she may possibly feel kindly towards me.

If I can have no comfort from it while I am alive, there is no need for her to know her obligation.'" "It sounds like a mighty queer story to tell Sylvia," Henry said.
Then he opened the door and called, and Mrs.Whitman immediately responded.