“The southeast chamber had always been mine. It was very large, and the furniture was old Spanish mahogany.”
“And now—” said Sydney.
“Yes,” said Margaret. She looked at him, and her serious blue eyes seemed to see past him. “It will not last,” she said.
“What do you mean?”
“I try to learn a lesson. I am a child in the school of God. My lesson is one that always ends in peace.”
“Good God!” said Sydney.
He motioned to his sister, and Ellen approached in a frightened fashion. Her brother could do no wrong, but this was the unusual, and alarmed her.
“This lady—” began Sydney.
“Miss Lee,” said Margaret. “I was never married. I am Miss Margaret Lee.”
“This,” said Sydney, “is my sister Ellen, Mrs. Waters. Ellen, I wish you to meet Miss Lee.”