[CHAPTER VII]
TRUTH WILL OUT
"I WOULDN'T mind so much, Mrs. Snowden, only that Grannie thinks I'm telling a story about it."
"Then your Grannie is a silly old cuckoo, that's what she is."
It was Kenneth who thus broke in.
"Ken, Ken, my dear boy, you forget yourself," said his mother reprovingly.
Kenneth blushed a bit under his freckled skin, and remained silent for a while.
Ella was spending Saturday afternoon, by special invitation, at the Hall a few days after the incidents recorded in the last chapter.
The Snowden children, every one, stood by her in her time of trouble, and, to crown it all, their mother also firmly believed in her innocence. Ella was more grateful to them than she could tell, and their trust and confidence in her, was balm to her little wounded heart.
Mrs. Russell, strange to say, in spite of Ella's protestations, believed the little girl had fallen under a sudden temptation, and urged her to confess her guilt.