That old Will had never been a fitting mate for his wife could readily be understood, and yet the man was still devoted to his helpless, unresponsive spouse.

The fault was not his.
The boy and the girl both perceived that there was but one way they could assist Mrs.Rogers, and that was to discover what had become of her child.
"Was Lucy like you, or did she resemble her father ?" asked Beth.
"She is--she was very like me when I was young," replied the woman.
"There is a photograph of her on the wall there between the windows; but it was taken five years ago, when she was a child.

Now she is--she was eighteen, and a well-developed young woman." "I've been looking at the picture," said Kenneth.
"And you mustn't think of her as dead, Mrs.Rogers," said Beth, pleadingly.

"I'm sure she is alive, and that we shall find her.

We're going right to work, and everything possible shall be done to trace your daughter.