Yes these were the happiest days of all her life with Anna, even
though with her friends there were great sorrows. But these sorrows
did not hurt the good Anna now, as they had done in the years that
went before.

Miss Mathilda was not a romance in the good Anna's life, but Anna gave
her so much strong affection that it almost filled her life as full.

It was well for the good Anna that her life with Miss Mathilda was so
happy, for now in these days, Mrs. Lehntman went altogether bad. The
doctor she had learned to know, was too certainly an evil as well as
a mysterious man, and he had power over the widow and midwife, Mrs.
Lehntman.

Anna never saw Mrs. Lehntman at all now any more.

Mrs. Lehntman had borrowed some more money and had given Anna a note
then for it all, and after that Anna never saw her any more. Anna now
stopped altogether going to the Lehntmans'. Julia, the tall, gawky,
good, blonde, stupid daughter, came often to see Anna, but she could
tell little of her mother.

It certainly did look very much as if Mrs. Lehntman had now gone
altogether bad. This was a great grief to the good Anna, but not so
great a grief as it would have been had not Miss Mathilda meant so
much to her now.

Mrs. Lehntman went from bad to worse. The doctor, the mysterious and
evil man, got into trouble doing things that were not right to do.