"Good Lord! that's just like a man, to forget important things like that."
"What am I to do?" he asked, appealingly. "What would you suggest, madame. I am at sea."
She looked at him perplexedly; then her motherly face brightened as she glanced about the car.
"I will soon see what can be done," she answered, making her way as quickly as the moving train would allow to the end of the car, where two women sat with tiny infants on their laps.
Very soon she returned with the article she had gone in search of.
"Let me take the poor little thing," she said, "and feed it. Men, and more especially young men, don't know anything about such things."
Royal Ainsley gladly delivered his charge into her keeping. Very soon the woman had stilled its cries, and it was sleeping peacefully in her arms. An idea then came to Royal Ainsley. His pale-blue eyes glittered with a fiendish light.
He almost laughed aloud at the thought that flashed through his mind.
"Do you think the baby will sleep a little while?" he asked, drawing his hat down over his face.
"It is likely to," she answered; "still, one can not always tell. Samantha, my daughter here, never slept ten minutes on a stretch when she was a baby. She was a lot of trouble to me then; but I don't mind it now, for she's a heap of comfort to me, sir. I wouldn't know how to get along without Samantha. She——"