"At that she became aware of me. She looked up, doubted, and recognised me.
"She watched me with that motionless face of hers as I came and sat down beside her. I spoke in a voice of astonishment on the edge of a storm of emotion. 'Hetty,' I said, 'I couldn't go past you!'
"She did not answer immediately. 'Are you—-?' she began and stopped. 'I suppose we were bound to meet again,' she said, 'sooner or later. You look as if you had grown, Harry. You look well and prosperous.'
"'Do you live in this part of London?' I asked.
"'Camden Town just now,' she said. 'We move about.'
"'You married—Sumner?'
"'What did you expect me to do? What else was there to do? I've drunk my cup to the dregs, Harry.'
"'But—— You had the child?'
"'It died—it died all right. Poor little mite. And my mother died a year ago.'
"'Well, you've got Sumner.'