'It's a bought cake, and I'm a lost woman. Little I
dreamed when I had him in my arms a baby that I should
some day be marrying him out of my own house! I little
dreamed that I Oh, why did he come to me ! Don't you
remember his old nurse, when he was a baby in arms,
that went away so sudden, and no fault of hers, Mr.
Harleyl The very momin' after the night you got into
Mr. Benson's cellar, and got so tipsy on his Madeary
I remember it as clear as yesterday 1 — and Mr. Benson was
that angry he threatencKi to use the whip to you, and I
helped put you to bed. I'm that very woman."

Adrian smiled placidly at these reminiscences of his
guileless youthful^life.
"Well, ma'am I well?" he said. He would bring her to
the furnace.
"Won't you see it all, kind sir?" Mrs. Berry appealed
to bim in pathetic dumb show.
Doubtless by this time Adrian did see it all, and was
mentally cursing at Folly, and reckoning the immediate
consequences, but he looked uninstructed, his peculiar
dimple-smile was undisturbed, his comfortable full-bodied
posture was the same, "Well, ma'am ?" he spurred her on.
