Her chin quivered. It was the first sign of weakness she had shown.
"My home is in Pittsburg," she said, "and I haven't enough money to get there. They hadn't paid any wages for two months. They didn't pay anybody."
"Very well," I returned. "I'll send you back to Pittsburg, Pullman included, if you will tell me some things I want to know."
She agreed eagerly. Outside the window Hotchkiss was bending over, examining foot-prints in the drive.
"Now," I began, "there has been a Miss West staying here?"
"Yes."
"Mr. Sullivan was attentive to her?"
"Yes. She was the granddaughter of a wealthy man in Pittsburg. My aunt has been in his family for twenty years. Mrs. Curtis wanted her brother to marry Miss West."
"Do you think he did marry her?" I could not keep the excitement out of my voice.
"No. There were reasons"—she stopped abruptly.
