mind, so that it was by chance alone that his eye lit on a new tin sign
tacked to the wall. He squinted at it incredulously. His mind
digested the information it contained while his jaws worked steadily.

The sign read:--

DESPACHO

DE

ROYAL BEAUDRY, LICENDIADO.

For those who preferred another language, a second announcement
appeared below the first:--

ROYAL BEAUDRY.

ATTORNEY AT LAW.

"Sure, and it must be the boy himself," said the little man aloud.

He opened the door and walked in.

A young man sat reading with his heels crossed on the top of a desk. A
large calf-bound volume was open before him, but the book in the hands
of the youth looked less formidable. It bore the title, "Adventures of
Sherlock Holmes." The budding lawyer flashed a startled glance at his
caller and slid Dr. Watson's hero into an open drawer.

The visitor grinned and remarked with a just perceptible Irish accent: