“Who found you the place at first, Jessy?”
Not a word. Susan asked again.
“I—got it through an advertisement,” said Jessy at length.
Advertisements in those days, down in our rural district, were looked upon as wonderful things, and Miss Susan opened her eyes in surprise. A faint idea was upon her that Jessy could not be telling the truth.
“In that letter that you wrote to us; the only one you did write; you asserted that you liked the place.”
“Yes. That was at first. But afterwards—oh, afterwards it got cruelly hard.”
“Why did you not change it for another?”
Jessy made no answer. Susan heard the sobs in her throat.
“Now, Jessy, don’t be silly. I ask why you did not get another place, if you were unable to stay in that one?”
“I couldn’t have got another, Susan. I would never have got another.”