Collingwood

Never was a change more remarkable than that which had come upon Mrs. Collingwood.

Groping to the chimney-place with the aid of his matches, Mr. Collingwood found the candle and lit it.

Mr. Collingwood, taking the key from his mother, locked the little door in the boarding, after them.

As a matter of fact, it was a very distant cousin of hers who had died, a Mrs. Fanshawe Collingwood, who also lived in the town.

But certainly every one has heard this man Collingwood's name mentioned in connection with that of Mrs. Admaston.