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My sole object in life from that day will be to find some trace of my
parents or relatives. Now it may happen that through Mrs. Putnam or Miss
Pettengill you may get some clew that will help me in my search. It is
for this that I wish a friend, and I have a presentiment that some day
you will be able to help me."
Quincy assured her that if it lay in his power any time to be of
assistance to her, she could count upon him.
"By the way, Miss Putnam," said he, "how did your investment with Foss &
Follansbee turn out? I heard a rumor that the stock fell, and you lost
considerable money."
Lindy flushed painfully. "It did drop, Mr. Sawyer, but it rallied again,
as you call it, and when they sold out for me I made nearly five
thousand dollars; but," and she looked pleadingly up into Quincy's face,
"you have forgiven me for that as well as for my other wrong doings."
"For everything up to date," said Quincy, laughing.
At that instant a loud pounding was heard on the floor above.
"Mrs. Putnam is knocking for you," said Lindy. "Miss Pettengill must be
ready to go home.


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