Mercy had only to read the manuscript journal to be able to answer any questions relating to the visit to Rome and to Colonel Roseberry's death.

She had no accomplished lady to personate: Grace had spoken herself--her father's letter spoke also in the plainest terms--of her neglected education.
Everything, literally everything, was in the lost woman's favor.

The people with whom she had been connected in the ambulance had gone, to return no more.

Her own clothes were on Miss Roseberry at that moment--marked with her own name.

Miss Roseberry's clothes, marked with _her_ name, were drying, at Mercy's disposal, in the next room.