It was plain that she had been crying bitterly.
"I'm going to the village," she exclaimed; "I've got to go home to-day, and I must telegraph to my uncle." "I hope you haven't had bad news ?" said Blanche mechanically.
She was telling herself that it was quite, quite impossible that Helen knew anything--but as Helen, who had begun crying again, shook her head, Blanche asked: "Does Lionel know that you want to leave to-day ?" "Yes; I have told Mr.Varick," and then all at once she exclaimed: "Oh, Miss Farrow, I feel so utterly miserable! Mr.Varick has just asked me to be his wife, and it has made me feel as if I had been so treacherous to Milly.

Yet I don't think I did anything to make him like me?
Do you think I did ?" She looked appealingly at Blanche.
It was plain that what had happened had given her an extraordinary shock.

"I am sure, now," she went on falteringly, "that Milly--poor, poor Milly--haunts this house.

I have felt, again and again, as if she were hovering about me.

I believe that what I saw in the hall, on that awful afternoon, was really _her_.