<strong>The Girl coninues to tolk to Rowena.</strong><br/><br/>“Not their sister Ma’am the lad’s sister, you know the real Lord…Michael.” The girl shook her head, “My mam says it’s a crying shame, they are nice children, and them loosing there da and their mam …and having to live with a witch.” There was a slightly uncomfortable pause, as she seemed to consider a few matters, as if she was working out just how much to tell, or perhaps searching her brain to find the names.<br/><br/>“I really don’t know the names of those that went missing but I might be able to find out. I think a lot are from other places you know not local girls.” There was another frown then, “My brother works there in the gardens he has been there since well since before the Lord died. He might be able to tell you something if you really want to know. Seriously Ma’am its not a good place. Its got worse too .My mam knows more so does my brother.”<br/><br/>“My Mam doesn’t gossip mind you…” Another pause passed “But you know she does hear things, and she is ever so sad about them kids…”<br/>