When I heard your name , it struck me that you might be her son , or at least know something about her . Her name was Mary Helen Rodney , and I loved her very dearly in spite of our foolish quarrel . '' There was a tremour in Mrs. Fraser 's voice and an answering one in Elliott 's as he replied : `` Mary Helen Rodney was my dear mother 's name , and my father was John Hanselpakker . '' `` Then you are my nephew , '' exclaimed Mrs. Fraser . `` I am your Aunt Alice . My boy , you do n't know how much it means to a lonely old woman to have found you . I 'm the happiest person in the world ! '' She slipped her arm through Elliott 's and turned to the sympathetic president with shining eyes . `` He is my boy forever , if he will be . Blessings on the Fraser Scholarship ! '' `` Blessings rather on the manly boy who would n't keep it under false colours , '' said the president with a smile . `` I think you are fortunate in your nephew , Mrs. Fraser . '' So Elliott Hanselpakker Campbell came back to Marwood the next year after all . The Girl at the Gate Something very strange happened the night old Mr. Lawrence died . I have never been able to explain it and I have never spoken of it except to one person and she said that I dreamed it . I did not dream it ... I saw and heard , waking . We had not expected Mr. Lawrence to die then . He did not seem very ill ... not nearly so ill as he had been during his previous attack . When we heard of his illness I went over to Woodlands to see him , for I had always been a great favourite with him . The big house was quiet , the servants going about their work as usual , without any appearance of excitement .
I was told that I could not see Mr. Lawrence for a little while , XXXXX the doctor was with him .
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