Ellen Wood

“ I knew how wrong it was, and I have tried earnestly to subdue it. I have, indeed, and I think it is nearly gone," her voice sunk. "I constantly pray to be helped to do it; to love them and care for them as if they were my own. ”

“ Mind you don't sit up for me. Lord Mount Severn is here for a few days; he sends his regards to you.
"And now, Barbara, prepare for news that will prove a shock. Madame Vine is dead. She grew rapidly worse, they tell me, after our departure, and died on Wednesday night. I am glad you were away.
"Love from the children. Lucy and Archie are still at Cornelia's; Arthur wearing out Sarah's legs in the nursery.
"Ever yours, my dearest,
"ARCHIBALD CARLYLE." Of course, as Madame Vine, the governess, died at Mr. Carlyle's house, he could not, in courtesy, do less than follow her to the grave. ”

“ Carlyle. "The likeness was not sufficiently striking to cause suspicion."
"But she turned the house from that scent as soon as she came into it," struck in Miss Corny, "telling of the 'neuralgic pains' that affected her head and face, rendering the guarding them from exposure necessary. Remember, Lord Mount Severn, that the Ducies had been with her in Germany, and had never suspected her. Remember also another thing, that, however great a likeness we may have detected, we could not and did not speak of it, one to another. Lady Isabel's name is never so much as whispered among us." ”