"I see..." he said after writing all this information down. "May I keep the letter for now? I will give it back later." And he meant it. Wee ones, eh? He wouldn't mind a bouncing babe of his own, but who could love him? He was an ugly man, so he thought, and not a lot of females even looked his way if he didn't have money to toss at them. "I have heard of curses and what not. There is a widow that came here not long ago, it is rumored her husband died of possession. I don't believe in all of that, but who is to say? In any case, I think I have enough information to get started on your case, Miss Dunlop."