"She were such a mite," said Esther.
"I does 'member one big white flower," said Lettie.
"What, a tall flower, in a pot, with long green leaves, standing in a window?"
Lettie nodded this time.
"That was called a calla, and it used to be in my room. Strange that she should remember the flower, and forget all else," added Leveson.
"She 've no recollection, sir, of havin' been lost," said Esther.
"Was it parson's big white flower?" asked Lettie, evidently interested.
"Yes, it was my flower. Lettie, we used to call you, Little Vi, in those days. And you used to cry, and say, 'Little Wi wants that f'ower.'"
"An' did little Vi have it?" asked Lettie, not clear as to who the said child might be.
"No, but she was going to have it as soon as it began to fade, and just before then something very sad happened. Shall I tell you a story?"