We became great friends"-- a note of emotion broke into the steady, well-modulated voice--"but our friendship was not an old friendship, Miss Farrow.

I only knew Milly--well, I suppose I knew her about ten weeks in all." "Ten weeks in all ?" This time Blanche Farrow could not keep the surprise she felt out of her voice.

"What an extraordinary mistake for me to have made! I thought you had been life-long friends." Helen shook her head.

"What happened was this.

A friend of mine--I mean a really old friend--had a bad illness, and I took her down to Redsands--you may know it, a delightful little village not far from Walmer.