"Why, no; he didn't hint at such a thing."
"I must have dreamed it, then. But what makes me dream such strange things? I thought you told him that my father had been a little off at times. Didn't you?"
"Why, of course not. You never told me that there was ever anything wrong with your father, and even if there was how should I know it?"
"But there wasn't anything wrong with him, Caroline, and why should you say 'if there was.'"
"Now, father, I never thought of such a thing as suspecting that there was, and please don't let that worry you."
"I won't, but didn't Henry bring a paper and keep it hidden until after I went to sleep?"
"No, he read them all to you."
"I thought he brought in a weekly paper and read something about a widow from Washington."
"No, he didn't."
After a time he dozed and then he began to mutter: "It is easier to pay than to explain."