The other disputed this conclusion, or there might have been an inquest in the house. Oh, don't speak of it any more! Let us talk of something else. Tell me when I shall see you again.""I hardly know. When do you and your brother-in-law leave London?""To-morrow." She looked at Mr. Rayburn with a piteous entreaty in her eyes; she said, timidly: "Do you ever go to the seaside, and take your dear little girl with you?"The request, at which she had only dared to hint, touched on the idea which was at that moment in Mr. Rayburn's mind.
