Chapter 11 YOU ARE DISINHERITED-EVERYTHING IN THIS HOUSE IS MINE.

Faynie had indeed departed from that humble home as she had entered it, in the dark, dim silence of the bitter-cold night.

She made her way as best she could to the station which, fortunately enough, was not far distant. The station master was old and anxious to get home, and therefore paid little heed to the little dark-robed figure who bought