have happened since then, that it taxes an old
man's memory to keep track of them all. Well,
well! and how have you been getting along?"

Warwick told his story in outline, much as he
had given it to his mother and sister, and the
judge seemed very much interested.

"And you married into a good family?" he
asked.

"Yes, sir."

"And have children?"

"One."

"And you are visiting your mother?"

"Not exactly. I have seen her, but I am
stopping at a hotel."

"H'm! Are you staying long?"

"I leave to-morrow."

"It's well enough. I wouldn't stay too long.
The people of a small town are inquisitive about
strangers, and some of them have long memories.
I remember we went over the law, which was in