"What is her name?"
"Ida Starr."
"What!" cried Julian startled. "That is a strange thing! You have noticed the scar on Harriet's forehead?"
"Well?"
"Why, it was a wound given her at school by a girl of that very name! I remember the name as well as possible. It was a blow with a slate dealt in passion—some quarrel or other. They were both children then, and Ida Starr left the school in consequence."
"Is it possible that it is the same person?" asked Waymark, wondering and reflecting.
"If so, that puts a new difficulty in our way."
"Removes one, I should have thought"
"Harriet is not of a very forgiving nature," said Julian gravely.
"I shouldn't have supposed she was; but a long time has gone by since then, and, after all, one is generally glad to see an old school-fellow."