I have some light on the truth, and woe is me if I sin against that light." The farmer turned to his wife.

"Mother," he said, "I think you may safely tell him." Dorian looked enquiringly at the woman.
"It's this," she said.

"My husband brought home a postcard from the office last evening after you had left--a card from Miss Davis, asking us to send her an article of dress which she had forgotten.

Here is the card.

The address may help you to find her.