"Oh, I see; married again?"
"No."
"No!"
"Widow thought too much of Jim for that."
"No!"
"Yes."
"Er—what became of the young man that they—er—adopted?"
"Lives with 'em yet."
"So!"
Just then we struck the suburbs of M——, and, as we passed the cemetery, I pointed to a high shaft, and said: "Dillon's monument."