chose to live here, darling; and here I shall have to die. But you didn't
choose it, child; and I pray every day that God may save you from it. You
remember that little village where we passed through, where you got your
card?'

'Yes, mammie dear--where we had the milk and bread.'

'Do you remember a house which I sent you to look at?'

'Oh yes, mammie dear--the house with a pretty garden, and a lady and her
little girl gathering roses.'

'That lady was my sister Lucy, Rosalie.'

'Aunt Lucy?' said Rosalie; 'was it, mammie dear? And was that little girl
my cousin?'

'Yes, darling; I knew it was your Aunt Lucy as soon as that young woman
mentioned her name. Lucy married a Mr. Leslie; and it was just like her to
read to those people in the cottages, just as she used to do when we lived
in that town of which I told you.'

'Then I've really seen her?' said Rosalie.

'Yes, darling; and now I want you to promise me that, if ever you have the
opportunity of getting to your Aunt Lucy without your father knowing it,
you'll go. I've written a letter to her, dear, and I've hid it away in that
box, inside the case where the locket is. And if ever you can go to your
Aunt Lucy, give her that letter; you will, won't you, Rosalie? and show her
that locket; she will remember it as soon as she sees it; and tell her,