knows he is right！〃
She said those last words in accents of melancholy resignation； which grieved the good man whose one merciful purpose was to serve and console her。 He spoke impulsively with the freedom of an old friend
〃I want to know more of you and Mr。 John Zant than I know now；〃 he said。 〃My motive is a better one than mere curiosity。 Do you believe that I feel a sincere interest in you？〃
〃With my whole heart。〃
That reply encouraged him to proceed with what he had to say。 〃When you recovered from your fainting…fit；〃 he began； 〃Mr。 John Zant asked questions； of course？〃
〃He asked what could possibly have happened； in such a quiet place as Kensington Gardens； to make me faint。〃
〃And how did you answer？〃
〃Answer？ I couldn't even look at him！〃
〃You said nothing？〃
〃Nothing。 I don't know what he thought of me； he might have been surprised； or he might have been offended。〃
〃Is he easily offended？〃 Mr。 Rayburn asked。
〃Not in my experience of him。〃
〃Do you mean your experience of him before your illness？〃
〃Yes。 Since my recovery； his engagements with country patients have kept him away from London。 I have not seen him since he took these lodgings for me。 But he is always considerate。 He has written more than once to beg that I will not think him neglectful； and to tell me （what I knew already through my poor husband） that he has no money of his own； and must live by his profession。〃
〃In your husband's lifetime； were the two brothers on good terms？〃
〃Always。 The one complaint I ever heard my husband make of John Zant was that he didn't come to see us often enough； after our marriage。 Is there some wickedness in him which we have never suspected？ It may bebut _how_ can it be？ I have every reason to be grateful to the man against whom I have been supernaturally warned！ His conduct to me has been always perfect。 I can't tell you what I owe to his influence in quieting my mind； when a dreadful doubt arose about my husband's death。〃
〃Do you mean doubt if he died a natural death？〃
〃Oh； no！ no！ He was dying of rapid consumptionbut his sudden death took the doctors by surprise。 One of them thought that he might have taken an overdose of his sleeping drops； by mistake。 The other disputed this conclusion； or there might have been an inquest in the house。 Oh； don't speak of it any more！ Let us talk of something else。 Tell me when I shall see you again。〃
〃I hardly know。 When do you and your brother…in…law leave London？〃
〃To…morrow。〃 She looked at Mr。 Rayburn with a piteous entreaty in her eyes； she said； timidly： 〃Do you ever go to the seaside； and take your dear little girl with you？〃
The request； at which she had only dared to hint； touched on the idea which was at that moment in Mr。 Rayburn's mind。
Interpreted by his strong prejudice against John Zant； what she had said of her brother…in…law filled him with forebodings of peril to herself； all the more powerful in their influence； for this reasonthat he shrank from distinctly realizing them。 If another person had been present at the interview； and had said to him afterward： 〃That man's reluctance to visit his sister…in…law； while her husband was living； is associated with a secret sense of guilt which her innocence cannot even imagine： he； and he alone； knows the cause of her husband's sudden death： his feigned anxiety about her health is adopted as the safest means of enticing her into his houseif those formidable conclusions had been urged on Mr。 Rayburn； he would have felt it his duty to reject them； as unjustifiable aspersions on an absent man。 And yet； when he took leave that evening of Mrs。 Zant； he had pledged himself to give Lucy a holiday at the seaside： and he had said； without blushing； that the child really deserved it； as a reward for general good conduct and attention to her lessons！
IX。
THREE days later； the father and daughter arrived toward evening at St。 Sallins…on…Sea。 They found Mrs。 Zant at the station。
The poor woman's joy； on seeing them； expressed itself like the joy of a child。 〃Oh； I am so glad！ so glad！〃 was all she could say when they met。 Lucy was half…smothered with kisses； and was made supremely happy by a present of the finest doll she had ever possessed。 Mrs。 Zant accompanied her friends to the rooms which had been secured at the hotel。 She was able to speak confidentially to Mr。 Rayburn； while Lucy was in the balcony hugging her doll； and looking at the sea。
The one event that had happened during Mrs。 Zant's short residence at St。 Sallins was the departure of her brother…in…law that morning； for London。 He had been called away to operate on the feet of a wealthy patient who knew the value of his time： his housekeeper expected that he would return to dinner。
As to his conduct toward Mrs。 Zant； he was not only as attentive as everhe was almost oppressively affectionate in his language and manner。 There was no service that a man could render which he had not eagerly offered to her。 He declared that he already perceived an improvement in her health； he congratulated her on having decided to stay in his house； and （as a proof； perhaps； of his sincerity） he had repeatedly pressed her hand。 〃Have you any idea what all this means？〃 she said； simply。
Mr。 Rayburn kept his idea to himself。 He professed ignorance； and asked next what sort of person the housekeeper was。
Mrs。 Zant shook her head ominously。
〃Such a strange creature；〃 she said； 〃and in the habit of taking such liberties that I begin to be afraid she is a little crazy。〃
〃Is she an old woman？〃
〃Noonly middle…aged。 This morning； after her master had left the house； she actually asked me what I thought of my brother…in…law！ I told her； as coldly as possible； that I thought he was very kind。 She was quite insensible to the tone in which I had spoken； she went on from bad to worse。 〃Do you call him the sort of man who would take the fancy of a young woman？〃 was her next question。 She actually looked at me （I might have been wrong； and I hope I was） as if the 〃young woman〃 she had in her mind was myself！ I said： 〃I don't think of such things； and I don't talk about them。〃 Still； she was not in the least discouraged； she made a personal remark next： 〃Excuse mebut you do look wretchedly pale。〃 I thought she seemed to enjoy the defect in my complexion； I really believe it raised me in her estimation。 〃We shall get on better in time；〃 she said； 〃I am beginning to like you。〃 She walked out humming a tune。 Don't you agree with me？ Don't you think she's crazy？〃
〃I can hardly give an opinion until I have seen her。 Does she look as if she might have been a pretty woman at one time of her life？〃
〃Not the sort of pretty woman whom I admire！〃
Mr。 Rayburn smiled。 〃I was thinking；〃 he resumed； 〃that this person's odd conduct may perhaps be accounted for。 She is probably jealous of any young lady who is invited to her master's houseand （till she noticed your complexion） she began by being jealous of you。〃
Innocently at a loss to understand how _she_ could become an object of the housekeeper's jealousy； Mrs。 Zant looked at Mr。 Rayburn in astonishment。 Before she could give expression to her feeling of surprise； there was an interruptiona welcome interruption。 A waiter entered the room； and announced a visitor； described as 〃a gentleman。〃
Mrs。 Zant at once rose to retire。
〃Who is the gentleman？〃 Mr。 Rayburn askeddetaining Mrs。 Zant as he spoke。
A voice which they both recognized answered gayly； from the outer side of the door：
〃A friend from London。〃
X。
〃WELCOME to St。 Sallins！ 〃 cried Mr。 John Zant。 〃I knew that you were expected； my dear sir； and I took my chance at finding you at the hotel。〃 He turned to his sister…in…law； and kissed her hand with an elaborate gallantry worthy of Sir Charles Grandison himself。 〃When I reached home； my dear； and heard that you had gone out； I guessed that your object was to receive our excellent friend。 You have not felt lonely while I have been away？ That's right！ that's right！〃 he looked toward the balcony； and discovered Lucy at the open window； staring at the magnificent stranger。 〃Your little daughter； Mr。 Rayburn？ Dear child！ Come and kiss me。〃
Lucy answered in one positive word： 〃No。〃
Mr。 John Zant was not easily discouraged。
Show me your doll； darling；〃 he said。 〃Sit on my knee。〃
Lucy answered in two positive words〃I won't。〃
Her father approached the window to administer the necessary reproof。 Mr。 John Zant interfered in the cause of mercy with his best grace。 He held up his hands in cordial entreaty。 〃Dear Mr。 Rayburn！ The fairies are sometimes shy； and _this_ little fairy doesn't take to strangers at first sight。 Dear child！ All in good time。 And what stay do you make at St。 Sallins？ May we hope that our poor attractions will tempt you to prolong your visit？〃
He put his flattering little question with an ease of manner which was rather too plainly assumed； and he looked at Mr。 Rayburn with a watchfulness which appeared to attach undue importance to the reply。 When he said： 〃What stay do you make at St。 Sallins？〃 did he really mean： 〃How soon do you leave us？〃 Inclining to adopt this conclusion； Mr。 Rayburn answered cautiously that his stay at the seaside would depend on circumstances。 Mr。 John Zant looked at his sister…in…law； sitting silent in a corner with Lucy on her lap。 〃Exert your attractions；〃 he said； 〃make the circumstances agreeable to our good friend。 Will you dine with us to…day； my dear sir； and bring your little fairy with you？〃
Lucy was far from receiving this complimentary allusion in the spirit in which it had been offered。 〃I'm not a fairy；〃 she declared。 〃I'm a child。〃
〃And a naughty child；〃 her father added； with all the severity that he could assume。
〃I can't help it； papa； the man with the big beard puts me out。〃
The man with the big beard was amusedamiably； paternally amusedby Lucy's plain speaking。 He repeated his invitation to dinner； and he did his best to look disappointed when Mr。 Rayburn made the necessary excuses。
〃Another day；〃 he said （without； however； fixing the day）。 〃I think you will find my house comfortable。 My housekeeper may perhaps be eccentricbut in all essentials a woman in a thousand。 Do you feel the