A shadow flitted across his face and he moved uneasily. She looked
up at him.

"You will not tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

"All that the London doctor said."

He was silent for a minute's space--then he answered.

"Yes, I will tell you, but not now. To-night after supper will be
time enough. And then--"

"Yes--then?" she repeated, anxiously.

"Then you shall know--you will have to know--" Here he broke off
abruptly. "Innocent!"

"Yes, Dad?"

"How old are you now?"

"Eighteen."

"Ay, so you are!" And he looked at her searchingly. "Quite a
woman! Time flies! You're old enough to learn--"

"I have always tried to learn," she said--"and I like studying