She was a Robinson; not really Ashurst people, you know, not born here, but quite respectable.

Her father was a button manufacturer, and he left her a great deal of money.

She married a person called Forsythe, who has since died.

She has one boy, about your age, who'll be immensely rich one of these days; he is not married.

Heaven knows when Ashurst will see an eligible young man again," she added; and then, absently, "Eight on a nine, and there's a two-spot for my clubs!" "I wonder if I remember Mrs.Forsythe ?" Lois said, wrinkling her pretty forehead in a puzzled way.