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In the centre of that vast tract of unreclaimed prairie known to Londoners as the Aldwych Site there shone feebly, seeming almost to emphasise the darkness and desolation of the scene, a single light. It was the camp-fire of the Boy Scouts. The night was raw and windy. A fine rain had been falling for some hours. The date of September the First.

In regard to the great new roadways, Kingsway, Aldwych, and the broadening of the Strand, I have been grateful for the temper which seems to have presided over their making a temper combining the necessary readjustment of past and present, with a spirit of sensitive conservation for those buildings which more and more England will realize as having a lasting value for her spirit.

"Speak out!" Chettle leaned nearer, with an instinctive glance at the door. He lowered his voice to a whisper. "That parcel was addressed to Franklin Fullaway, Esq., The Waldorf Hotel, Aldwych, London," he said. "There!" Allerdyke slowly rose from his seat, stared at his visitor, half-moved across the floor, as if he had some instinctive notion of going somewhere and then suddenly sat down again.

To find London almost as new and strange to me as New York once seemed when I first sighted her soaring morning towers, and yet to know her for an enchanted Ghost-Land; to be able to find my way through her streets in spite of the new Kingsway and Aldwych! with closed eyes, and yet to see her, it almost seems, for the first time: surely it is a curious, almost uncanny, experience.

"The g'eat Hall is to be pe'fectly 'ound, no aisle, no altar, and in lettas of sapphiah, 'God is ev'ywhe'." She added with a note of solemnity, "It will hold th'ee thousand people sitting down." "But !" said Scrope. "The'e's a sort of g'andeur," she said. "It's young Venable's wo'k. It's his fl'st g'ate oppo'tunity." "But is this to go on that little site in Aldwych?"

Prince Otto of Saxe-Pfennig went to bed that night, comfortably conscious of a good work well done. He saw his way now clear before him. But he had made one miscalculation. He had not reckoned with Clarence Chugwater. Part Two Night! Night in Aldwych!

He went down to the office, made full and precise arrangements about Gaffney, who was to be given a room close to his own, left some instructions as to what was to be done with him on arrival, and then, hands in pockets, strolled out into Aldwych and walked towards the Strand, his eyes bent on the ground as if he strove to find in those hard pavements some solution of all these difficulties.

I turned out of the Strand, which was thronged and throbbing with the news of the great advance, it was the first day of the battle of the Somme and entered the Aldwych Theatre. As if by magic, I passed from the thrilling drama of the present into a realm Full of sweet dreams and health and quiet breathing

The discussion of the London traffic problem as we practise it in our clubs is essentially the sage turning over and over again of such fragmentary schemes, headshakings over the vacant sites about Aldwych and the Strand, brilliant petty suggestions and dispersal.