A Hoosier Chronicle by Meredith Nicholson
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there's always the possibility that something may happen. You know
Edna's dead, but there's always a chance that Sylvia's father may turn up. It's not likely; but there's no telling about such things; and it wouldn't be quite fair for you to leave her unprepared if it should happen." "There's one more circumstance I haven't told you about. It happened only a few days ago. It was that, in fact, which crystallized my own ideas about Sylvia's education. A letter was sent to me by a stranger, offering money for Sylvia's schooling. The whole thing was surrounded with the utmost secrecy." "So? Then some one is watching Sylvia; keeping track of her, and must be kindly disposed from that. You never heard anything before?" "Never. I was asked to send a verbal answer by the messenger who brought me the letter, accepting or declining the offer. I declined it." "That was right. But there's no hiding anything in this world; you must have some idea where the offer came from." "I haven't the slightest, not the remotest idea. The messenger was a stranger to me; from what Sylvia said he was a stranger at Montgomery and had never seen the college before. Time had begun to soften the whole thing, and the knowledge that some one has been watching the child all these years troubles me. It roused all my old resentment; I have hardly slept since it occurred." "It's queer; but you'd better try to forget it. Somebody's conscience is hurting, I reckon. I wouldn't know how to account for it in any other |
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