"'He's been to our rooms—three or four times.'
"'He may not have been sure it was you.'
"'I think he was. Suppose he were to come to the window at the next station to make certain. Could I pretend not to be myself? Refuse to recognise him or answer to my name?'
"'But if he was convinced it was you in spite of your bluff that would instantly make him suspicious and off he'd go to your husband! If on the other hand you took it all quite casually—said I was your cousin or your brother-in-law—he might think nothing of it and never even mention it to Sumner. But making him suspicious would send him off to Sumner right away. Anyhow, you go to Liverpool to-morrow. I don't see that his recognition of you matters.'
"'I'm thinking of you,' she said.
"'But he doesn't know who I am. So far as I know none of that lot has seen me....'
"The train slowed down at the next station. Mr. Barnado appeared, cigar and all, bright-eyed and curious.
"'Blest if I didn't say to myself that's Hetty Sumner!' said Mr. Barnado. 'Wonderful 'ow one meets people!'
"'My brother-in-law, Mr. Dyson,' said Hetty, introducing me. 'We've been down to see his little daughter.'
"'I didn't know you 'ad a sister, Mrs. Sumner.'