XIX. THE UNINVITED GUEST
XX. THE ODD MAN
XXI. THE BLACK VELVET TOQUE
XXII. WHAT THE CELLAR REVEALED
XXIII. MRS. MALPLAQUET GOES DOWN TO THE CELLAR
XXIV. THE TWO DESERTERS
XXV. TO MRS. MALPLAQUET'S
XXVI. THE MAN IN THE SUMMER HOUSE
XXVII. THE RED LACQUER ROOM
XXVIII. AN OFFER FROM STRANGWISE
XXIX. DOT AND DASH
XXX. HOHENLINDEN TRENCH
XXXI. THE 100,000 POUND KIT



CHAPTER I. THE DEPUTY TURN

Mr. Arthur Mackwayte slipped noiselessly into the dining-room and
took his place at the table. He always moved quietly, a look of
gentle deprecation on his face as much as to say: "Really, you
know, I can't help being here: if you will just overlook me this
time, by and by you won't notice I'm there at all!" That was how
he went through life, a shy, retiring little man, quiet as a
mouse, gentle as a dove, modesty personified.

That is, at least, how Mr. Arthur Mackwayte struck his friends in
private life. Once a week, however, he fairly screamed at the
public from the advertisement columns of "The Referee":
"Mackwayte, in his Celebrated Kerbstone Sketches. Wit! Pathos!