"How CAN'T I, how can't I ?" It fixed afresh Maggie's wide eyes on her.

"I see--I see.

Well, it's beautiful for you to be able to.

And of course," she added, "you wanted to help Charlotte." "Yes"-- Fanny considered it--"I wanted to help Charlotte.

But I wanted also, you see, to help you--by not digging up a past that I believed, with so much on top of it, solidly buried.