“You see I had seen her several times while she was playing ghost, and was frightened out of my wits every time, so I began to expect to see her, or to hear her dreadful laugh, everywhere I went. But that day when they were about to hang my poor young mistress I forgot all about the dreadful ghost that had frightened me so often. I was standing as close to the gallows as I could get, sobbing and crying, when the uproar began, and all at once I saw Mr. Strangemore brush past me, and run up the steps and tear the rope from Miss Nina’s neck. I knew what it all meant in a minute, and I believe I should have fainted with joy only that at that moment I heard just behind me a smothered cry of the bitterest rage and hate, and in the very voice of the ghost that had haunted me ever since Mrs. St. Alban was buried. I turned sharply around and saw her very face behind me although it was shaded by a boy’s hat. I had always wanted to touch that ghost ever since the first time I saw it, but it had always been too sharp for me. But this time she was too close to flee. I whirled about and caught her in my arms, and, lo, she wasn’t a ghost at all, but that living, breathing sinner!” So Kitty had her share of newspaper fame when the wonderful story went the rounds, and she enjoyed it mightily, too. She went to court to testify against Mrs. St. Alban, and she was devoutly sorry that the jury did not punish the sin of the beautiful conspirator by death. “Lord bless you, there would be no more harm in putting that woman out of the world, than there would be in killing a snake or a spider,” she declared. But the jury thought differently, perhaps, and so Kitty had to be satisfied with the sentence of imprisonment for a term of years. When she heard of her death in prison some years later, she said, soberly: “I can’t say I’m sorry she died before it was time for her to come back into the world again. Perhaps it was for the best. But I hope she repented of her wickedness before it was too late.” She was so anxious on this point that she paid a special visit to the prison chaplain to inquire about it. He pleased her very much by the information that Mrs. St. Alban had indeed repented of her sins, and left her blessing to those whom she had so cruelly wronged. Kitty did not share Miss Drusilla’s opinion that Nina had been in too great haste to forgive her husband. She had heard from Harvey Wilson, Mr. Strangemore’s friend, the whole story of Talbot’s discovery of the real murderer, and his almost reckless haste to reach home with the news, so she thought that Talbot’s repentence, and, above all, his timely rescue of Nina at the last fatal moment, had fairly earned him his wife’s pardon.