"You! But what are you doing here?"
"I understood it was a public place," she murmured.
"I thought you were at Portsdown," he said, slowly.
"I was until last night," she answered. "I'm going back to-morrow."
"So am I." Ralton smiled. "I wonder if you'd help me on the journey."
"Help you?" The girl seemed a little surprised.
"I'm taking down my small son," he explained, "and I feel certain I shall lose the nurse."
She looked at him in silence for a while. "Why, yes, Mr. ... er ... Jones," and her voice was very low, "I think I might be able to manage it—now."
THE END
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