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up the lane where 1t was darkest I'M
der the trees. Erebus told Virgins to
mind the mud and Virgins said.
This wouldn't be nice place to fall
down in. would it,
The Terror stopped short, chuckled.
and snid, "Wiggins. you're treasure
What is it," said Erebus quickly.
"A little job Of my own. 1t wouldn't
do for you and Virgins to help. The
Cruncher will swear so. And you're
girl and Virgins Is too young" said
the Terror
.Oh. what shame" cried Erebus.
'Well. YOU won't-sO there" said the
Terror: and he went briskly on.
Captain Raster thanked the Terror
for the cigarette case with facetious-
ness which robbed his thanks Of much
Of their value. At seven o'clock he
took his leave. to dine at the inn and
return Mt nine. He was proud and
happy. for he knew that he had been
shining before Mrs. Dangerfield.
The good spirits Of Captain Baster
were somewhat dashed by his failure
to find the key of his portmanteau. 1t
rendered him unable to ravish Mrs.
Dangcrfeld's eye that evening by his
distinguished appearance in 1.-THE inn
maculatc evening dress of an English
gentleman" After a long hunt and
some shouting to Mrs. Pittaway. he
made up his mind that he must ap-
pear before her, with all apologies, in
the tweed suit he was wearing. Then
he put his foot into n drcss-boot full
Of cold water. 1t was a good, water
tight boot, and 1t had faithfully re-
tained all the water Its lining had not
soaked up. The gallant officer said a
good deal about Its retentive properties
to the mute boot.
taway that the Terror had himself
fetched the cigarette case from his
bedroom. A flash of intuition con.
nected the Terror with the watered
boot: and he begged her. with some
acerbity, never again to let anyone
anyone! ENTER his bedroom. As he
ing among the trees which made the
drawing a clothes-line tight. 1t ran
the hedge on the other side Of the
lane. There 1t was fastened to stout
| stake. At its highest It rose foot
: mud-patch began. 1t was at Its tight
est.
: Heartened by his dinner. Captain
Baster set out for Colet House ut q
, brisk pace AZ he moved through the
keen October air his spirits rose-that
: night--that very night ne would crown
Mrs Dangerfield's devotion with hi'
: avowal of an answering passion; HI
: pressed forward swiftly like con
. Oueror; and like conqueror he whis
tied. Then he suddenly pitched for
ward and fell, not heavily. for the mud
was too thick, but sprawling. He rose
, Oozy aud dripping; took IA long breath
and the welkin shuddered. The Ter
ror did not shudder; he was gOin(
home like the wind.
= Mrs Dangerfield waited restlessly
J for her tardy guest her beautiful. sor
rowful face set in an anxious frown
Her womans instinct told her tina
Captain Baster would propose tina
: night: and she dreaded 1t.
, Captain Raster awoke In less thar
= his usual chcerfulness. He though
: for while about the Terror with
+ gloomy unamiabilty. Then he ros
p and, in the middle of his toilet, missed
! his shaving brush. He hunted for |
: furlously: he could have sworn tina
+ he had taken 1t out OF his portman
p tcau He did swear: but not to an.
s definite fact. There was nothing 70
v II: he must expose n tender chin L
q the cruel razor of village barber
q Then he disliked the look of his twee'
: suit: all traces Of mud had not van
ishcd from IL; in one short night |
n had lost It's pristine freshness Thi