Bella had never heard of him. Had no notion who he was.

“I should have been glad to thank him,” returned Lizzie. “He has done a great deal for me. I must hope that he will let me thank him some day. You asked me has it anything to do⁠—”

“It or the accusation itself,” Bella put in.

“Yes. Has either anything to do with my wishing to live quite secret and retired here? No.”

As Lizzie Hexam shook her head in giving this reply and as her glance sought the fire, there was a quiet resolution in her folded hands, not lost on Bella’s bright eyes.

“Have you lived much alone?” asked Bella.

“Yes. It’s nothing new to me. I used to be always alone many hours together, in the day and in the night, when poor father was alive.”

“You have a brother, I have been told?”