manuscript from my table and, sitting down in a chair,
deciphered them for what they were worth. Once or
twice, whilst you read, you have fallen into silvery
laughter._

_Do you wonder that I treasure the sentences which
drew forth such music?_

_This is my dedication._

_As many as see you are glad of the sight. All who
know you are proud of the honour. But the man
whose efforts your mirth has commended is the proudest
and happiest of the lot._

_Need I say that your name is not Valerie? I
think not. You will know whom I mean._

_Most faithfully yours,_

_DORNFORD YATES._

_Pau, November, 1920._



CONTENTS

I HOW WILL NOGGIN WAS FOOLED, AND BERRY
RODE FORTH AGAINST HIS WILL