"You have forgotten me, Olive Brown. It is a long time since you brought that helpless little child to me."
Olympia turned white, and, turning, fiercely ordered the servants from the room.
"Who are you? What are you?" she faltered. "What tempted you to call me by that name, and they standing by?"
"I am named Yates. Years ago you brought a child for me to care for."
"Oh, it is the child again! I tell you, on my honor, she has left my house, I do not know where she has gone."
"Are you certain, madam?"
"Certain! Yes—yes. She left my house only this morning."
"Then I will go in search of her. Will this never end?" sighed Hannah Yates.
"Stop! stop!" cried Olympia. "Promise to say nothing of that name. Promise!"
"I am only wanting to find the young lady—not to harm any one."