Her father was talking of going to Mentone for a few weeks, and wanted her to accompany him.

But she was not sure that she would care for it.

What did Piers think?
When Piers did eventually read the letter, he smiled at this point,--a smile that was not altogether good to see.

He was just going out to the Casino with Crowther.

The latter had gone to fetch a coat, and he had occupied the few moments of waiting with Ina's letter.
He was still smiling over the open page when Crowther joined him; but he folded the letter at once, and they went out together.
"Have you had any luck at the tables ?" Crowther asked.
"None," said Piers.