"You were the one who saw to it that I went to the Peabody School, weren't you? You were the one who paid the fees all those years and made certain that when I graduated I received a bequest to see me started in life."
"It was only a small amount," Helen said. "I should have done more for you. But it took me a long time to overcome my own pain and anger. You see, I loved Robert with all of my heart. I believed he loved me. I never realized that he had a second family until the day I was informed of his death. It came as a great shock."
"But you nevertheless made certain that I was not sent to the workhouse or a charity orphanage. You ensured that I was given a fine education and taught proper manners. You gave me what I needed to survive as a woman alone in this world. I will always be grateful."
Helen smiled. "Nonsense. I may not possess any psychical ability, but my intuition tells me that you would have survived quite nicely on your own resources, Virginia Dean. You are a woman of many talents."
And then Owen was there and Virginia was introducing him to Helen and a very excited and curious Elizabeth, who came rushing out the door to meet him. There were congratulations on the forthcoming marriage and promises to attend the wedding.
Eventually Owen took Virginia's arm and escorted her to the waiting carriage. He handed her up into the cab, got in and closed the door.
"I take it your visit with your sister and her mother went well?" he asked.
"Yes," Virginia said. "Very well."
Owen smiled and pulled her into his arms. His eyes, those dark, haunted eyes that she had sensed from the beginning could promise heaven or hell now promised a lifetime of love.