It shows how much you loved
her; and that is what I like to think best."
"But if you please, ma'am, will you tell me what is doing about
looking for her?" asked Teddy eagerly.
"Very little now," answered the lady sadly. "The police traced
Giovanni, the Italian organ-grinder, to the station, where he took
the cars for the West. At Springfield, a man answering to his
description, with a little girl, staid all night; and next day the
child danced-in the streets."
The mother's face grew deadly pale as she said the last words, and
she paused a moment. Teddy turned away his head, and Mrs. Ginniss
groaned aloud. Mrs. Legrange went on hurriedly:--
"Where they went afterwards is not yet discovered; but they are
looking everywhere. It seems so strange"--
She fell into a momentary revery, thinking, as she thought so many,
many times in every day, how hard and strange it seemed that no clew
could be found to her lost darling beyond the terrible day that saw
her dancing in the public streets,--an ignominy, that, to the lady's
sensitive mind, seemed almost equivalent to death.
Perhaps it would have been kinder had her husband and cousin told
her the worst they knew or suspected, and allowed her to mourn her
child as dead.
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