"Whom do you mean by that?"
"The brother of the lady that was so kind to me." Ellen disliked to speak the loved names in the hearing of ears to which she knew they would be unlovely.
"How was she so kind to you?"
"Oh, Sir! in everything I cannot tell you; she was my friend when I had only one beside; she did everything for me."
"And who was the other friend? your aunt?"
"No, Sir."
"This brother?"
"No, Sir; that was before I knew him."
"Who then?"
"His name was Mr. Van Brunt."