"I know him. He wrote a book on the slave trade in the
Congo," contributed Colonel Erhaupt. "I met him at Zanzibar.
What does he want with us?"

"He was in Yokohama when the Japanese-Chinese war broke out,"
said Kalonay, turning to the King, "and he cabled a London
paper he would follow the war for it if they paid him a
hundred a week. He meant American dollars, but they thought
he meant pounds, so they cabled back that they'd pay one-half
that sum. He answered, `One hundred or nothing,' and they
finally assented to that, and he started; and when the first
week's remittance arrived, and he received five hundred
dollars instead of the one hundred he expected, he sent back
the difference."

"What a remarkable young man!" exclaimed the King. "He is
much too good for daily wear. We don't want anyone like that
around here, do we?"

"I know Mr. Gordon very well," said Miss Carson. "He lived in
San Francisco before he came East. He was always at our
house, and was a great friend of the family; wasn't he,
mother? We haven't seen him for two years now, but I know he
wouldn't spoil our plans for the sake of his paper, if he knew
we were in earnest, if he understood that everything depended
upon its being kept a secret."

"We are not certain that he knows anything," the King urged.
"He may not have come here to see us. I think Father Paul