London.

"So you've got the baby," she said, "Well, you _are_ a deep one!"

"Take it," he answered irritably. "We haven't a moment to lose."

Only stopping to put on his shoes, he led the way towards the more
central part of the town. The first person he met directed him to the
railway station. It was close by. In five minutes more the woman and
the baby were safe in the train to London.

"There's the other half of the money," he said, handing it to her
through the carriage window.

The woman eyed the child in her arms with a frowning expression of
doubt. "All very well as long as it lasts," she said. "And what after
that?"

"Of course, I shall call and see you," he answered.

She looked hard at him, and expressed the whole value she set on that
assurance in four words. "Of course you will!"

The train started for London. Farnaby watched it, as it left the
platform, with a look of unfeigned relief. "There!" he thought to
himself. "Emma's reputation is safe enough now! When we are married, we
mustn't have a love-child in the way of our prospects in life."

Leaving the station, he stopped at the refreshment room, and drank a
glass of brandy-and-water. "Something to screw me up," he thought, "for