“Tears flowed into my eyes, and this not only on account of the delicate pathos of the tale. For the first time since living in my Uncle's house, I wept. Heaven knows, I had enough disquieting experiences to puzzle and distress me, yet until this moment I had only half-believed that they were true. I had expected shortly to awake from a nightmare--disagreeable enough while it lasted through the days earliest hours, but sure to flee at the first real light of dawn. Now, however, the full significance of my plight towered over me with dismal weight; and a wave of utter loneliness overwhelmed me.”