She burst into tears.
Instantly Cora was beside her, putting her arms around the frail figure in the bed.
“I am your friend,” said Cora, softly. “You may trust me–trust all of us. We are so glad we found you. Mrs. Raymond will be glad, also.”
“Mrs. Raymond!”
It was a startled cry.
“Yes.”
“Why–why, isn’t she still in the office? When–when I ran away she was there, and, oh! I didn’t dare go back. I–I was so afraid of those men. One of them—”
“Wait, my dear,” said Cora, gently. “Perhaps it will be too much for you to talk now.”
“No, that is why I sent for you. I wanted to tell you all. At first I decided that I would say nothing, but you have been so kind that I decided I must. Oh, that dreadful wreck! I shall never forget it. Poor Mrs. Raymond! And she is gone?”
“Yes, and we do not know where. Suppose I tell you how I came to meet her, and what happened?”