“Helen.”
“I mean the last name.”
“Her father goes by the name of Ford, but Helen has told me within a day or two that his real name is Rand.”
“Rand!” repeated Margaret, starting in surprise.
“Yes.”
She remembered that this was the name which had been so many times repeated on the paper which her husband had employed in trying his pen.
“Do you know anything of the name!” asked Martha, observing that her companion seemed struck by it.
“I have heard of a man by the name—a rich man.”
“Probably Helen’s grandfather.”
“How comes it, then, that she is living here.”