Somebody's got to take care of her and I can't afford it, though I would if I could, for she's a real nice child and some like her mother.

I do hope she can stay with you.

It seems a shame to send her to the orphan asylum.

I send along what clothes she's got, which ain't many.
Respectfully yours, SARAH OLIVER.
Captain Cy read the letter through.

Then he wiped his forehead.
"Well!" he muttered.