And it was so awfully plain that there was some tragic connection with the Wood and that her whole soul cried out to it.

And she would not speak to any one in the world.

Such things had been known.

Was the child's brain wavering?
Why not?
All the world was mad was the older woman's thought, and she herself after all the years, had for this moment no sense of balance and felt as if all old reasons for things had been swept away.
"If you will come back," she said.

"I will let you go." After the poor child had gone there formulated itself in her mind the thought that if Lord Coombe and Mrs.Bennett met her together some clarity might be reached.