Marie said so and he believed her, bringing the bodies
back to Sunnybank, and burying them beneath the magnolias."
"And built a great marble there with both their names cut on it,"
chimed in Nina, fearful lest any part of the story should be
omitted.
"Yes," returned Edith, "he raised a costly monument to their
memory; but don't you wish to know what became of Miggie?"
"Yes, yes, oh, yes, go on," was Nina's answer; and Edith
continued,
"Marie was too poor to take care of Miggie, and she put her in the
Asylum."
"The Asylum!" Nina fairly screamed. "Nina's baby sister in the
nasty old Asylum. No, no, it ain't. I won't, I shan't listen to
the naughty story," and the excited girl covered her head with a
pillow.
But Edith removed it gently, and with a few loving words quieted
the little lady, who said again, "Go on."
"It was the Orphan Asylum, where Nina's sister was put, but they
didn't call her Miggie. Her dying mother gave her another name
lest the father should some time find her, and there in that great
noisy city Miggie lived five or six long years, gradually
forgetting everything in the past, everything but Marie's name and
the airs her mother used to sing.
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