Mrs. Bordine was once more back at her cottage home, thanks to the kindly influence of Miss Rose Alstine.
Soon after the widow's return, Rose called at the cottage to condole with her over the death of her demented daughter, and the still absent son.
"We all have our cross to bear, Mrs. Bordine. I believe, however, that the worst is past. I believe that August will return and vindicate his innocence in the courts."
"Ah, bless you for that, Miss Rose," uttered the old lady, with tears in her old eyes. "You are an angel if there ever was one."
The two walked into the garden at the side of the house, where the air was cool and balmy.
"I saw your son last night, Mrs. Bordine."
"What! Saw August?"
"Yes."
The widow was all interest at once.
Rose then related the interview she had with Andrew Barkswell, laboring under the delusion that he was her lover.