ECHOES Some minutes later, on the northward speeding train, he left Portlaw playing solitaire in their own compartment, and, crossing the swaying corridor, entered the state-room opposite.

Miss Wilming was there, reading a novel, an enormous bunch of roses, a box of bonbons, and a tiny kitten on the table before her.

The kitten was so young that it was shaky on its legs, and it wore very wide eyes and a blue bow.
"Hello, Dolly," he said pleasantly.

She answered rather faintly.
"What a voice--like the peep of an infant sparrow! Are you worrying ?" "A little." "You needn't be.

Alphonse will make a noise, of course, but you needn't mind that.