"Then they never sent for it?"
"Never, dearie, and I haven't heard a word from them since; it's more than six months now since they sailed. There was a ship went down in them parts soon after they went; at least Enoch told me so. He saw it in the papers; and sometimes I think they all went down in it. I'm sure Carrie would have written if she'd been alive. Now I've told you, my dear. Have I done right, do you think?"
"Quite right, Mother Hotchkiss, and I think you ought to do more; you ought to send that letter back to the man from whom it was stolen."
"I don't know where he lives nor nothing about him, my dear; and then it seems mean, after taking Josiah's money, to go and tell of him."
"How can Josiah be drowned if he still sends you the money?"
"He doesn't send it now, my dear. He left enough to last for a year with Tom Noakes at the public there, and he pays it to me reg'lar, Tom does. Then Josiah said that he would send more when the year was up. See?"
"That letter ought certainly to go back to the man to whom it belongs," said Marjorie, "I am sure of that."
"But how can I tell who it is?"
"May I look at the letter? Perhaps his address is on it."
"Yes, my dear, you may if you like. Will you go and get it?"