"Then shall I tell you of the future?"
Jed did not answer, but the woman took his assent for granted and went on. "You will be rich—some day."
"Shall I? I am glad to hear that. But I don't know where the wealth is to come from."
"It is not necessary for you to know. It will be enough if it comes."
"I agree with you there," said Jed, smiling. "Will it be soon?"
"That is a question which I might answer, but I will not."
"I don't care to know, as long as I am to be prosperous some day. Shall I ever go back to—to the place where my earlier years were passed?"
"You may, but not to live. That part of your life is over."
"I am glad of that at any rate. One question more. Shall I meet my—any one belonging to me—any one to whom I am related?"