They promised that you should be splendidly provided for; you would be an heiress, all that my brother-in-law could legally dispose of should go to you; but I was to disappear for ever and never let the truth be known.

What could I do?
You were two months old and I was penniless.

I let them take you, and I became a nursing sister.

It was like tearing off a limb, but I let you go to the glorious future that was before you.

At least, you would have all the world held, to make up for my love, and I knew they would be kind to you.