Tell me again about that night, and the morning; what they did at the park house--Mr.Arthur, I mean.

He was expecting somebody; Nina told me a little once, but not much.

Do you know?
Was it _Gretchen_ he expected ?' She had grasped his hand again, and was looking into his face as if his answer would be life or death to her.

And Harold who had no idea what was in her mind, and who had never thought that the dark woman was not her mother, looked at her wonderingly, as he replied: 'Yes, I remember that he had a fancy in his mind that Gretchen was coming; but he has had that fancy so often.

He said she was in the ship with him and on the train, but she wasn't.