"Where is that?"
"Oh, it isn't anywhere near here. A little old-fashioned country town—Rookleigh."
Percival turned eagerly: "Where did you say? Rookleigh?"
"Yes. Why, do you know anything of it?"
"Tell me what you know of it."
"My aunt, Miss Lisle, lives there—the aunt I was telling you about, who wanted me to stay with her."
"And you were there last summer?"
"Yes. In fact, I was there on a visit when I heard that—that our home was broken up. I stayed on for some time: I had nowhere to go."
"Miss Lisle lives in a red house by the river-side," said Percival, prompted by a sudden impulse.
It was Judith's turn to look surprised: "Yes, she does. But, Mr. Thorne, how do you know?"