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Wade, Tony, and White dined together at the Hotel of the Old Shooting Gallery at The Hague. The hour was an early one, and had never been countenanced by Lord Ferriby, but the three men in whose hands he had literally left his good name did not attach supreme importance to this matter.

Here was a way by which she could save Tony put things right for him. But at what a price! She shrank from the risk involved. If Eliot were to hear of it, to learn that she had had supper with Brett on board his yacht alone, what would he think suspect? His faith in her had not stood testing once before, when a pure accident had forced her into a false position.

As Tony spelled out the words his eyes bulged with astonishment. "Oh, Steve!" he gasped, "I'm so glad it isn't the parson. But do ye think this is all right?" "It. looks like it. See the date, November 10th of last year. And notice, too, these words 'for safe keeping' and 'until called for. Why, it's as plain as day.

A few loose cartridges still lay there, together with some torn scraps of paper and a blank cheque. Almost unconsciously her glance took in the contents of the drawer. Then suddenly it checked concentrated. She caught her breath sharply and looked at Tony, a horrified, incredulous question in her eyes. But he was still sitting with his head buried in his hands, silent and motionless.

Unfortunately, both Tony and Ailleen possessed the free-born Australian spirit to a degree which made it more than difficult to guide or counsel them only could one stand idly by and, apparently without noticing anything, chafe and worry lest the break away should come. And the break away had come.

The foreman had let his gun slip from his fingers. Waring saw a slight movement just beneath High Chin's horse. A shock lifted him from the saddle, and he dropped to the ground as Tony Brewster fired. But there was no such thing as quit just so long as Waring could see to shoot. Dragging himself to his gun, he shook the sand from its muzzle. He knew that he could not last long.

He continued doggedly: "Then, when I thought I had suffered all that a man could be called upon to suffer, I met Tony Tony over head and ears in love with quite another woman, as unlike you oh, your very antithesis! He used to talk to me sometimes. God knows I didn't give him any encouragement! I hated the very sight of him. But he never guessed it.

And when Mrs. Caryll came out of the tinsmith's Bob was standing quietly by the pony's head he had quite left off crying. She thanked him with a pleasant nod and smile, and hoped she had not kept him waiting too long. 'I didn't give him anything for holding Tony, she said to Rosamond. 'I think perhaps it would have hurt his feelings.

Got me going all right. Most forgot my lines she was so darned pretty." Dick took advantage of the confusion of the interruption to get in his word. "Will you come out with me for a bite somewhere, Tony. I won't keep you late, but there are some things I want to talk over with you." Tony hesitated. She had caught the ominous flash of Alan's eyes.

She went to the window and stood looking out into the quiet street until the man had returned and she heard Carron set down the empty glass. Then, without looking at him, she came back. Her shallow soul was dismayed. "Dinner at 8.30?" he asked after a pause. "Yuss. Good-bye till then, for I must fly and make some calls." "Good-bye, Tony. You are sure that boy isn't coming?