Chichester left word that you were not to leave your room without permission. I was just going to tell you," said Bennett. All Peg's independent Irish blood flared up. What would she be doing shut up in a little white-and-gold room all day? She answered the maid excitedly: "Tell Mrs. CHI-STER I am not goin' to do anythin' of the kind.

"I'm me aunt's niece," replied Peg, looking at him furtively. Jerry laughed again. "And who is your aunt?" "Mrs. Chi-ster." "Whom?" Poor Peg tried again at the absurd tongue-tying name. "My aunt is Mrs. Chi-sister." "Mrs. Chichester?" asked Jerry in surprise. "That's it," said Peg. "How extraordinary!" "Isn't it? Ye wouldn't expect a fine lady like her to have a niece like me, would ye?"