"Shall we sit down here and have our talk first?" her voice softly interrogated. "You can show me the pictures afterward."
Farr looked at her gratefully.
"It would be my wish, Miss Helen, but you mustn't let me bore you."
For answer, Helen seated herself and motioned him to take the place beside her.
"Jean went to Europe in October. She had not been at all well, and——"
"Not well?" he interrupted her with an anxious face.
"In fact, she was quite ill," Helen went on gravely, "and she had an opportunity to join some friends of ours who were over there, so we sent her in the hope that the change would benefit her."
"And how is she now?"
"Somewhat better, I think, but not very strong yet."
"I am deeply grieved," he answered, in a voice which his best efforts could not keep very steady.