"And her address?"
Sidney repeated it; he took it down in his pocket-book, and then rose to depart.
"I am going now. I may trouble you once again, Sidney, if you will allow me."
"As you will—if you think it necessary."
Maurice Hinchford shuffled with his feet uneasily, keeping his eyes fixed on his blind cousin.
"May I ask," he said at last, "if—if you are happy here?"
"Yes, as happy as it is possible for one in my condition to be."
"They are kind to you?"
"Very kind."
"They are a sharp couple—father and daughter—they——"