"The baby received another present, the other day, which touched me very much," added Margaret. "A cunning pair of socks from its grandmother which she knit herself."
"Its grandmother? But——"
"I mean Mr. Leitzel's step-mother."
"Oh!"
"Did you ever happen to see her, Catherine?"
"Once. She came to the office once to see Mr. Leitzel."
Catherine's tone of withdrawal, as though she feared to be questioned, piqued Margaret's interest.
"What was your impression of her?"
"Margaret, your husband's mother has an unforgettable face! There's a benediction in it, such sweetness, refinement, and simplicity shine in her countenance. When she had talked to me for a while, I felt as a good Catholic must who has been blessed by the Pope. Just the sort of person (with a heart too tender to hurt a fly) to be herself easily victimized by the human vultures that prey upon the too confiding."
"Has anybody victimized her?" Margaret casually inquired.