Her intention was to return in a few months,
but a violent attack of inflammatory rheumatism came upon her,
depriving her of the use of her limbs, and confining her to her
bed for years, and so prevented her from coming back. Mrs.
Jamieson, however, kept her informed with regard to you, and told
me that Marie was greatly when she heard you were with me, whom
she supposed to be the same Richard Harrington who had saved your
life, and of whom her mistress had often talked. Marie is better
now, and when I saw her sister more than a year ago, she was
hoping she might soon revisit America. I left directions for her
to visit Collingwood, and for several months I looked for her a
little, resolving if she came, to question her minutely concerning
your father. He must have left a fortune, Edith, which by right is
yours, if we can prove that you are his child, and with Marie's
aid I hope to do this sometime. I have, however, almost given her
up; but now that you know all I will go again to New York, and
seek another interview with Mrs.
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