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The Evening World Daily Ma LIFTING THE LID « «& ‘525% Octobe? 17: 1914 « « By Robert Minor azine, Saturd The Intrusion of Jimmy A Nas Yorker's Odd Exploits in the Upper and Under Worlds By P. G. Wodehouse (Author of “The Little Nugget,” &<.) “No?” sald Jimmy. make my meaning clear. getting a reputation for lavishness without actually unbell Great oxtent. I Sir Thomas did not answer, “I am,” eald Jimmy, “Well, it o0- curred to you, naturally enough, that properly selected gift of jewelry @ight work the trick. It only needed & littlesherve. ent of diamonds to likely to call for ‘When you give @ pree- lady she is not larised light and Hquide and the r the in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred she will take the things You trotted off r, and put the thing to him y. I guess you suggested P But, being a wily he pointed out that paste has not wearing well. It ie pretty enough when it's new, but quite @ small amount of ordinary wear and tear de- stroys the polish of the the sharpness of the outting. It gets eoratched easily. “Having b this, that Lady Jule the necklace jected paste jeweler then suggeste: mentioning, aa I have done, that, after an application or ao of the dlow-pipe, its own mother wouldn't know it. If he was a bit of an anti- quary, he probably added that, in the eighteenth century, re supposed to be actually an in- ferlor sort of diamond. What could be more suitable? dear heart,’ you cried all was well. CHAPTER XVII. (Ooatinued,) Stirring Times for Sir Thomas. REAT minds,” said Jimmy. “I shouldn't be surprised if we thought alike on all forts of subjects. ‘think how you came round t my views on ringing belis. But ‘what made you fancy that I intended te teave the castle?” “ZT should hardly have supposed that 00! Feu would be anxious to stay.” It's the one place I have been in, in the last two years, that I have felt really satisfied with. Usually, I want to move on after a week. But I could stop here and reflecting not likely to keep @ glass case, you Jargoon stones Am I right? I notice TG enue, Mi Fine By te that, you have not corrected me #0 an @ias, of course my shook his head. “I fear not,” he said. @hosen an alias it would have been or Trevelyan, or some- Whether or not Sir Thomas would have replied. in the affirmative is un- opening his mouth curtain at the end of the room heaved, and Lord Dreever to speak, when jf I once knew @ man ca) Cheylesmore. Lucky devil!” Thomas rermrnee $2 the point afraid, Mr. Pitt,” he sa! "ve realise Li reat Scott!” moaned his lordship, id, in a fervor of self pity. ha I been all these years | ‘ou want me to forget about this ittle flutter in fake diamonds of yours, you've got to pull up your tart in to do things. You've got to get me attached to mbassy for a beginning. nm There's dozens of old boys in London, who knew the Governor when he was alive, who will jump at the chance of doing me a I know I'm a bit of an ass in some ways, but that’s expected of you in the diplomatic service. They only want you to wear evening clothes as if you were used to them, and be a bit of a flyer at dancing, and ll the bill all right as far as . And you've got to give lly old blessing to Katie and she'll have me. That's about 4 all I can think of for the moment. How do we go? Are you on?” preposterous,” For a moment Sir Thomas seemed on the point of refuesl. But, just as @ war about to speak, his lordship door, and at ¢he movement again. he cried, “I will!” CHAPTER XIX. Spennie’s Hour of Clear Vision R. M'EACHERN sat in the billiard room He was alone. he sat he could hear dis- tant strains of music, more rigorous portion of the eve- entertainment, the theatrica’ and the nobility and gentry, having done thelr duty by eitting the performance, were now enjoying themselves in the ballroom. Everybody was happy. had been quite as successful as the usual amateur performance. The prompter had made himself a great favorite from the start, his se- ries of duets with Spennie been especially admired; and Jimmy, y as became an old professional, had played his part with great finish and certainty of touch, though, like the bloodhounds in “Uncle Tom's Cabin" d on the road, he had had poor sup- port, But the audience bore no mal- No collection of individuals is { less vindictive than an audience at amateur theatricala, It was all over heard the news of the breakin; of the engagement ever, McEachern had not. The idea of fight came to Spennie, but he dismissed It. nominal host that night he had to any duty dances. Th: be his only chan hours, and the billiard room was the best place for it. He sat down and lighted a cigar- ette, casting about the while f innocuous topic of conver: the show?” he inquired. *gaid Mr. McEachern. “By cue at the eleventh hour. It was with unc-Dimittis air that be felt for case and extended it to- tective. A cigar from his case was with him o jupreme favor and good- will, @ sort of accolade which he be- the really meritori- received with be- but on this occa- somewhat startling for, just as és “Wish I could stop, but it's no the last let-up I shall have He went out, Eachern a pre: “No? said Jimmy, interest: fould eas any wee in telling was not stealing it, but hi jomas raised his eyebrows in “1 was afraid ing —— t act of stealing my proceeded Sir I'd only known earlier! he. moved toward the door—"I'm off downstairs to see what Aunt Julla y to many and varied 4 shudder, as if from some electric shock, shook Sir Thomas. ir,” he cried, “I forbid you a word to your aunt.” said his lordship. Sir Thomas shivered. “She would never let me hear the of a smoke for CHAPTER XX. The Last Round. E had only been gone minutes when Mr. Mo- Eachern’s meditations were again interrupted. This time the visitor was a stranger to him, @ dark-faced, clean- He did not wear eve- ning clothes, so could not be one of the guests; and Mr. MaBachern could not place him immediately. remembered. He had seen him in Sir ‘Thomas Blunt's dressing-room. This was Sir Thomas's valet, “Might I have a word with you, ty jon Cry deviation from rot was opening the case, something cold and hard pr egal his wrists, there was @ snap and a click, and, looking up, dazed, he saw that the detective had a and waa con lating bi rim emile over looking little revolver. Gullty or innocent, the first thi man does when he finds handcu: ste is to try off. The action is McEachern strained at the steel till the veins stood out on his foro- great body shook with rage. these efforta with The picture pre- say find you in the inst each of ! in postponing ar- ing me with @ re- ef & "I bet she wouldn't. Til go and im with o je barrel of an ugly- i ook came inte Jimmy's ‘ joint,” said Jimmy, ‘is well @ oblige, and all that + The blood of the evers boils furiously tl You can hear it Lord Dreever moved a atep nearer }, cried Sir Thomas again. “By the way,” eaid Mr, McEachern, “I thought Sir Thomas—wasn’ uncle intending to announce?"—— “Well, yes, he was,” said Spenn! “Going to do it during the dai ing, maybe?" “Well—er—no. The fact is, he’s not all, don't you know.” ted the red end of his “As @ matter of fact, it's kind of broken off.” ‘The other's exclamation jarred on Rotten, having to talk about sort of thing! P| if mf fi arose I cannot im- it ian’t @ revolver 5 : r f RS ‘The detective ey wome satisfaction. sented by the other as he heaved and of @ gullty mao good, my friend,” he sald. The voice brought McHachern back to his senses. In the firet shock of the thing, the primitive man in him had led him be; solf-restraint. itl going to do it ee Hy “What ia it?” asked McHachern, His mind had not recovered from the effect of Lord Philosophical remarks. There was something of @ cloud on To judge from his lord- ship's words, things had been hap- pening behind his back; and the tdea of Molly’s deceiving him wi @trange to be assimilated in He looked at the valet dully. hat is it?” he asked aguin. must apologize for intruding, but I thought it best to approach you be- fore making my report'to Bir “Your report?” “I am employed by a private in- quiry agency.” i pencer, my boy, it occurs to me staring heavily. e not always treat- “al that perhaps I hi ed you very well”"—— ‘Not always!’ Scott, I'll haye a f'ver eac} i Considering you've treat- ed me like a frightful kid practically ever since you've known me, I call Why, what about this very night, when I asked you for ed the handker- chief over his forehead. ‘In the past, perhaps,’ remumed, “our relations have not been quite— the fault was mine. I have always en deavored to do my duty. difficult task to i man of your age"-—— 's sense of his grievance nnie nodded, jes McEachern thought {t o' don't you know,” he said, “ to the conclusion that it wasn't good the confines of fe had simply gled Soneeely: Now, he came jm. in. He shook his manacied hands furl- ou CPAPTER. XVIII. that pretty rich! f A Declaration of Independ- Jimmy had entertained any doubts concerning the ef- feotivences of this disclo- gure, they would have van- iwhed at the sight of the other's face. id you,” said Jimmy, “it's a tmitation. I'll say that for it. E didn’t suspect it till I had the thing in my hands. Looking st it— even quite close—1 was taken in for a few pounds?” enough. “A girl like Miss McEachern doesn't want a feller like m chapple of the-get-on-or-«: somebody in the six-cylinder cla; And, as a matter of fact, between ourselves, I rather think she's found She needs a said the detective, “Get back!" he snapped, as Tam? thun- the other took a ste} i you know w! k after a young Mr, McEachern half rose from his All his old fears had come eaid the detective. that’s just why you're wearing those Come, now, don't be a fool, Can't you see that?” McFachern leaned helplessly against the billiard table, He felt weak. Everything was unreal. Had he gone mad? he wondered. “That's right,” said the detective. “Stay there. You can't do any harm It was @ pretty little game, You worked It well. Meot- ing your old friend from New York and all, and having him invited to New York, Seen about aa much of New York as I have of Timbuctoo. through him." Some inkling of the truth began to netrate McEachern's conaciousnoss, Je had become obsessed with the {dea that, as the captive was not Spike, it must be Jimmy. Mr. Galer's being the subject of dis cuarion only dawned upon him now “and have heard of us. Very old established. Divorce You will have seen the ad- in Holborn Bars, all just what I jolly well complain of. Vho the dickens wanted you to look after me? Hang it, you've kept your eye on me all these years like & frightful policeman! allowance right in the middl time at college, just when I needed it I had to come and money whenever I wan I looked a fearful ass, I Men who knew me ut to be dashed funny about It. of the whole bally busine: ve given me a jolly thin time all thi while, and now I'm going to get @ bit of my own back. Wouldn't you, “Fact,” said his lordship, nodding. “Mind you, I don’t know for certain. As the girl says in tho song, I don't know, put I guess. What I way is, they seemed jolly friendly, and all that; calling each other by their firet names and #o on.” ing for a man, f#ent me down. nd the Governor 1 have been with the You cut off my gathered, was to keep my eyes open Sir Thomas, no suspicions I was to be on the spot just in case, in @ manner of spenking. And it's precious lucky I wa: ludyship's jewels would I've done @ fair cop this very Sir Thomas swallowed nervously. * “How did you know?" he muttered, “There's no deception. to be diamonds. “Pitt,” said his lordship. ck, blowing a smoke ring at the moment, so he did not see the look on the other's face and the den grip of the fingers on the arms He went on with some i the diamond by, Out of @ college know is genuine. then, that ruby ought not to ha etones. You follow It scratched two jem, the only two I tried. If you ean continue the experiment. Not will got a little rul I saw which He paused, and eyed the ex-police- MoEachern was ob- Could Jimmy have made an attempt on the jewels dur- ing the dance? Or Spike? “was It a red- Pitt, old man?” Thomas pulled himself to- Randy, thought you qualified, my 0. As for Spennie, the brilliance of his happy grin dazzled all beholdera. He was still wearing it when he in- vaded the solitude of Mr. McKachern. In every dance, however greatly he may be enjoying it, there comes a {t. time when a man needs a meditative cigarette apart from the throng. came to Spennie after the seventh item on the programme. The billiard room struck him as admirably suit- able in every way. to be used as a altting out place, and it was near enough to the ball rocm to hear when the music of item No, 9 should begin, Mr, MoEachern welcomed his visi- In the turmoll following the the- atricals he had been unable to get a word with any of the persons with whom he most wished to speak. He bad been surprised that no announce- ment of the engagement had made at the end of the performance. Bpennie would be able to supply him with information as to when the an- nouncement might be expected. Bpennie hesitated when he saw who was in the room. He was not over anxious for a tete- a-tete with Molly's father But, reflecting that, after all, he was not to blame for any disappointment that might be troubl! the other, he mien on bis pod again and walked in, “Came in for a emoke,” he explained way of opening the conversation. fot dancing the next.” “Come in, my boy, come in,” gid McE: ‘was waiting to Tae I/O SESS Full of oats to the brim, and fairly bursting with go and energy. A girl wouldn't have @ dull moment with a chap like that, You that? But it aid. viously excited. ‘The possibility of now what caene, Sen, are. 3 they were wut that wasn’ accurate. "They're a stuff called that’s very easily faked. ft with the fame of a blow- fou Gont want a full descrip- headed ?"—— The detective was watching him with @ curious smile. ‘there's a lot in this idea of affinities. Take my word for it, dear old—nir, There's @ girl up 1 Now, she and most amazingly. w a fearful fool. I tell you I’ And always trying to make me marry | hand't been a jolly have*spoiled Miss McEacheri i You came very near had enough of it. . I'm in love with the ripping- est girl in England. Pitt, old top. Pper Jimmy stamped the absent with the seal @ hi “I tell you, if she'll have me, I'm going to marry her. ‘The dismay written on every inch countenance becams intensified at these terrific word Great as had deen hi the actual holder of ered simply og a young man, h always been filled with a supreme re- spect for the Dreever name. “But, Spencer,” he almost howle: ider your position! “Can't I, by Jovel damn “Who Is that you have arrosted?” “Blowt if | know that, I should think, seeing he's an old Timbuetoo friend of you the naino he goes by here.” r London, for in- You ean tell me seom interested, T thought you T will tell you all about tt. had my suspicious of this party ever wince he arrived that It struck ma at the time that was something mighty about the way he got into the castle,” McFachern started been the only one to suspect Jimmy's motives in attaching himself to Lord "Go on,” he ead, “I suspected that there was some 6 and it struck mo that this would be the day for ‘the attempt, the house being upside down, manner of speaking, tho theatricals. There's Wardly a thing we don't think alike about, ‘The Merry W a didn’t make a bit of a bit with Nor did it with me. millions of people who ‘And neither of us likes We're affinities “You eee the sam over the place. som Galer's It was not Nkely And I may say And do you know the Kall, phat's the man what he had the Impudenen, That he was in my own line of business, A detective! sald you had sent for him to come to enable him t, look at the —that's why. He sort of thing all jolly queer bua- kes me believe So, he had not ‘The detective laughed amusediy at the recollection. “And #0 he is, you fool "Oh, you did, did you? business had you bringing detectives Into other people's houses ””’ Mr. McEachern started to answer, but checked himself. had he appreciated to the full the depth and truth of the proverb re lating to the frying pan and the fire. clear himself he must mention his suspicions of Jimmy, reasons for thowe suspicions. do that would mean revealing his past. It was Scylia and Charybdis A Grop of perspiration trickled down good?" sald the detec- ighty ingenious idea, that, only you hadn't allowed for there being o real detective in the house. It was that chap pitching me that me supicious of you. ‘Part- of Sir Thomas’ Bo I aid.” And what Gontamnps for hen you were tidley-om-pom, and I was a thingummaji«. brainy bit of work. it only the other Jimmy Pitt an on account of And I was right kopt near thone jewels on and off all and presently, just along comes He'd hardly got to the door when I was on him.” Nover before for an inatant my_ belief that McEachern are by way of being something in that ine, Doesn't it strike you that they are just the sort to You San, seo it with that was how you knew!” he Jimmy, when le errutinised Gir Thomas's his And to ton together? if an eye, You liking @ feller like Jimmy @aport! I wish I could tell rou some of the things he's done, but can't, for reasons, But you can take it from mo, he's a sport. You ought Oh, dash it, there's the music. T must be off. Got te dance this one.” He rose from his chair, and dropped te into the ash tray. Naam ha'ald with ‘a. ti You're no rube.” “We fought for a while, a bit to the good in atreni something about the game, T had the trons on him pretty quick, and took him off and locked bim in That's how it was, air." McEachern’s relief was over- It Lord Droover's atate- ment was correct and Jimm: Teally succeeded in affect my position got to do with it? Katie's the daughter of @ general, if ity it comes to that. Her brother waa at college with me. If I'd had a penny to call my own, I'd have asked her to marry me age worry about my position!” “Now, look ” his lordship. with “delormmnstions whole thing by! io a jolly old nutsbell. ! Poaadbilt| occurred to him earlier. I believe you did!” “You must have! Bappened, ie it? I don't won- Se nm that made pas ners,’ I said to myself. about you, scraping with Sir Thomas and ally Mighty in- genious. You become the old famil; friend, and then you let in your . He gets the stuff and hands it over to you. Nobody dreams of suspecting you, and there you are. Honestly, now, wasn’t tl the er" “It's all a mistake"— McEachern was beginning, when the door handle turned. ‘The detective looked over his shoul de®. MoEachern glared dumbly. This was the crowning blow, that tiere should be spectators of his predica- ment. Ta heard all juaintance Jimmy etrolled into thi om. “Dreever told me you were in here,” he said to McKachern, “Can you spare me a-— Hullo!” ‘The detective had pocketed his re- volver at the firet sound of the handle. To be discreet was one of the ohtef articles in the creed of the young men from Wragge’s Detective Agenoy. But handcuffs are not easily concealed. Peete stood staring in amazement at Mca wrists. “some ot of a Boe game?” he juired with interest. ‘he detective became confidential. “It's this way, Mr. Pitt. There's been some pretty or, work going on here. There's a regular gang of bur- glare in the place, This chap here's one of them.” Te “What, Mr. MoHachern “That's what he calls himself.” Mt was all Jimmy could do to keep hmeelf from asking , MoKechern whether he atributed his downfall to drink, He contented bimeeif with o sorrowful shake of the head at the fer- menting captive Then, he took up the part of the prisoner’ re ge “1 don't belleve it,” he sald hat makes you think #0?” “Why, this afternoon, I caught this man’s pal, the fellow that calls Rim- self Galer”—— I know the man,” said Jimmy. “Ho's a detective, really, Mr. Mo-~ Eachern brought him down here * The sleuth’s jaw dropepd limp. ¥, as if he had received a blow. “What?" he said, in @ feeble vole “Didn't I tell you?" began Mi) McEachern; but the h was occu- pied with Jimmy. ‘That sickening premonition of disaster was beginn! io steal over him, Dimly, he be; to pe : Vea” said Jimmy. “Why, 1 can't say; but Mr. McEachern was afraid some one might try to ateal Lady Julia Blunt's rope of diamonds, 8¢, he wrote to London for this man, Galer, It was officious, Lapin: but not criminal, I doubt if, legally, you could handcuff a man for @ thing like have you done with good ir. gaid the detective, dismally. The thought of tie interview in prospect with the human bloodhound id 80 mishandled was not exhilarating, “Locked him in the cellar, did yout” eaid Jimmy. “Weill, well, I daresay he's very happy there, He's probably busy detecting biack-beeties, Bttil, 1K, perhaps you had better go and let him out. Possibly, if you were to apolo- ize to him— ? Just as you think, I only suggest. If you want somebody to vouch for Mr. MoBach- ern's non-burglariouaness, I can do it, He is @ gentleman of private means, . and we knew each other out in New York—we are old acquaintances.” “anal ot aid sin with “Tha immy, = sition me to say go, is the cardinal mistake thetio friendliness, “if you you detectives make, You never do think.” “It never oocurred to me"—— The detective looked unessily at Mr. McEachern, There were indica- tions in the policeman’s demeanor that the moment following release would be devoted exctusively to a oar- nival of violence, with @ certain estnohound playing @ prominent role. He took the key of the handcuffs from hia pocket, anf toyed with it. Mr. McEachern emitted @ low growl. Tt wae on " “If you wouldn't mind, Mr. Pitt,” eatd the sleuth, obsequiously. He bee Mad key into Jimmy's han an i Jimmy unlocked thé handcuffs. Mr. td McKachern rubbed hie wrists, “Ingenious little things," sald Jihmy. y “I'm much obliged to you,” growled Mr. McFachern without looking up. “Not at all. A pleasure. This cir- cumstantial evidence thing is the devil, ian’t it? I knew a man who broke into a house in New York to win a bet, and to this day the owner of that house thinks him a profes- sional burglar.” “What's that?" sald Mr. McEach- ern sharply. “Why do I say ‘a man’? Why am I so elusive and mysterious? You're quite right. It sounds more dramatic, but after all what you want facte, Very well. I broke into you™ house that night to win a bet. That's the Umpld_ truth.” McKachern was staring at him. Jimmy proceeded, “Yon are just about to ask—what was Spike Mullins doing with me? Well, Spike had broken into my flat ‘n hour before, and I took him along with mo as a sort of guide, philos sopher and friend.” pike Mullins said you were a borglar from England” Hm afraid [ rather led him to think so, Thad heen to seo the open- ing performance of a burglar-play eniled ‘Love, the Cracksman,’ that night, and { worked off on’ Sptke home sovercly tuchaical Information I had recaived from a pal of mine who played lead in the show, T told you when I came in that I had been talking to Lord Dreever, Well, what he was saying to me was that he had met this very actor man, a fellow called = Mifflin Arthur Miffitn—in London just beforo he met me. He's in London now, rehearsing for a show that's come over from America. You see the importance of this item? It moans that, if you doubt my story, all you neod do ts to find Mifflin—-I forgot what atre his play is com- Ing on at, but yeu could find out in @ second -and ask him to corroborate, Are you satisfied 2” McEachern did not answer, An hour before he would have fought to the last ditch for hia belief in Jim- my's crookedness, but the events of the last t@ minutes had shaken him, Hoe could not forget that it was Jim. my who had extricated him from a very uncomfortable position. He saw now that that position was net oo Next Week's Complete Novel in THE EVENING WORLD Ashton- Kirk, Special Detective By John T. This Book on the Stands Will Cost You $1.26. You Cet{t for 6 Cents. rf ve that he had biundered. be McIntyre it had seemed at the time, for entablishin the Galer could h iy M gon'a Private Inquiry Agency; yet it had certainly been bad enough. But for Jimmy, there would have been eeveral hours of acute embarrass. ment, if nothing worse. He felt some- thing of @ reaction in Jimmy's favor. Btill, it is hard to overcom jerp rooted prejudice in an instant. He etared doubtfully. “See here, Mr. McEachern,” said Jimmy, “I wish you would listen uletly to me for a minute or two. ere’s really no reason on earth why we should be at another's throats in thie wa: w ght just as well be friends. Let’ shake, and call the fight off. I guess you know I came in here to see you?” MoEachern did not speak, “You know that your daughter has broken off her engagement to Lord Dreever?” “Then he wag right!” sald Me- Eachern, half to himself. “It ia your” Jimmy nodded, McEachetn - med his fingers on the table and gazed thoughtfully at him. “Ia Molly*— he said at length. * Molly"——— “Yea,” said Jit a immny. McEachern continued his érum- ming. “Don't think there’s been anything underhand about this,” sald Jimmy. “Bhe absolutely refused to do any- thing unless you gave your consent, Sho said you had been partners all her life, and she wna going to do the equare thing by you.” da did? said McEachern, eag- erly. “I think you ought to do the equare thing by her. I'm not much, but she = ta me, Do the square thing by "er." He stretched out his hand, but he eaw that the other did not notice the movement. McKachern wan atari straight in front of him. There was a look th his eyss that Jimmy had never seen there before, a frightened, hunted look. The rugged aggressive- ness of his mouth and chin show up in strange contrast. The knuckles of his clenched fists were white. “It's too late,” he burst out, “I'll square with her now, .but it’s too late, I won't stand in her way when I can make herhappy. But I'll "IL lome her!”* ipped the edge of the table. ies think I had never said .”" he went on, “ the things you sald to me that day when we met here? Did you think I didn’t know what I was? Who. aebould know it better than myself? But she didn't. I'd kept it from her, I'd e@weat for fear she would find out some day. When I came over here I thought I was safe. And, then, you came, and I saw you together. I thought you were a croo! “You told her that!" “T yy I knew it, I couldn't tell her the truth—why I thought so. I said I had made Inquiries in New York, and found out about you.” Jimmy saw now. The mystery was wolved. So that was why Molly had ° allowed them to force her into the engagement with Dreever. a moment # rush of anger filled him; but he looked at McEachern, and it vindle- died away. He could not be tive now. It would be like biting ® Deaten man. He saw = ly from the other's it, and he pitied hii “I 500,” McEachern gripped 18 arm. “Hullo,” said hie lordship, round. “Hullo, Pitt! Here are, what?” ie “Lord Dreever wanted to smehe” said Molly. was in her eyes. She looked uutckiy st her father and at Jimmy, “Molly, my dear,” sald MoBachern huskily, “I want to speak to you for @ moment.” Jimmy took hie lordship by the arm. ect along, Desave he sald. “You can come and sit out with ‘We'll go and smoke on the terrace." They left the room together. “What does the old boy want? in- quired his lordship. “Are you and Miss McEachern"——— “We are,” sald Jimmy. “By Jove, I say, old chap! Million congratulations, and all that sort of rot, you know!” “Thanks,” satd Jimmy. cigarette?” His lordship had to resume his duties in the ballroom after awhtl but Jimmy eat on, smoking and thin! ing. The night was very still. Now and then @ sparrow would rustle in the ivy on the castle wall, and some- where in the distance a dog was barking. The music had begun again in the ballroom. It sounded faint and thin where he sat In the general stiliness the opening of the door at the top of the steps came sharply to his ears. He looked Two figures were silhouetted for ght, and then They began to ateps, P n had recognized them. Ho was in the shadow. They could not see him. They began to walk down the terrace, They were quite close now, Neither was speakin; presently, when they were but feet away ¢ stopped. There was the eplutter of @ match, and McEach- ern lighted a cigar. In the yellow light his face was clearly visinie Jimmy looked and was content, He edged softly toward the shrut- bery at tho end of the terrace, and, ntering it without @ sound, begaa te make his way back to the house, the door closed again, move slowly down th J 4 Be re ne