'Ah, well, Agatha, Nannie's text for you is true: "Trust in the Lord, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed!" You are provided for, at any rate.'
'And don't you find your verse true, too?' asked Agatha quietly.
Elfie coloured a little, then laughed.
'Yes, I do; but life is so pleasant that I have had nothing to put my happiness to the test.'
'And I hope it never need be,' was Agatha's response.
Not long after this Agatha was surprised by a visitor one afternoon, and this was no other than Major Lester.
He bowed stiffly to her when she entered the room.
'I have heard from my lawyer that the strange report flying about this neighbourhood is true,' he began abruptly. 'You will excuse my coming to you to make a few inquiries, but had you any acquaintance with my poor brother before you came here?'
'None whatever,' was Agatha's prompt reply.
'Then he is a perfect stranger to you?'