"Do you mean to say that if I slept you wouldn't notice it?"

"On my honor--I should not."

"You are a comfort," she ejaculated. "I shall go right to sleep." And
off she went, and did go to sleep.

All the same, in the morning, he insisted on the house-party.

"Let me see our list," he said. "Let us have no students of occult; no
men who dabble in laboratory spiritualism; just nice, live, healthy
people who never heard of such things--if possible. You can find
them."

"You see, dear," she explained, "it would not trouble me if I heard it
and you did not--but--"

"Oh, fudge!" he laughed. "Just now I should be sure to hear anything
you did, I suppose."

"You old darling," she replied, "then I don't care for it a bit."

"All the same we'll have the house-party."

So the following Saturday every room in the house was occupied.

At midnight they were all gathered in the long drawing room opening on
the colonnade, and, when the hour sounded, some one was singing. The
host and hostess heard the running horses, as usual, and they were