Lennox followed a more traditional route, married a woman, Freda Bernstein, and had children.
Effie kept her promise, and went as governess to little Freda Harvey for a time, but only for a time.
Every little girl had some boast to make, that is, every little girl but Freda.
"Anthony will never betray his friends," spoke Freda beneath her breath, a wave of colour flooding her face.
Freda did not go to the graveyard the next day, although it was a holiday.
However, Freda tried to take her as she was, and to feel thankful that she was no worse.
The lady gave a little start when she saw Freda with her can of water.
From either side they looked at each other—Freda with a wondering perplexity, Derrick with a dull grinding pain at his heart.
"It—it was I," faltered Freda, wondering if the lady would be angry with her.
Freda was conscious of this, and accordingly devoted herself more energetically to her drawing.