The young man, delighted with the turn of affairs, but dismayed
by what seemed a summary dismissal, bowed low. He waited until
the strange trio entered the elevator and then sauntered
downstairs, his hands in his pockets, his heart as light as air.
Unconsciously he jingled the coins. A broad smile came over his
face as he drew forth a certain piece. Holding it between his
thumb and forefinger he said:

"You are what it cost her to learn my name, are you? Well, my
good fellow, you may be very small, but you bought something that
looks better than Guggenslocker on a hotel register. Your
mistress is an odd bit of humanity, a most whimsical bit, I must
say. First, she's no and then she's yes. You're lucky, my coin,
to have fallen into the custody of one who will not give you over
to the mercy of strangers for the sake of a whim. You are now
retired on a pension, well deserved after valiant service in the
cause of a most capricious queen."

In an hour he was at home and relating to his mother the story of
his wanderings, neglecting, for reasons best known to himself,
the events which occurred after Denver had been left behind,
except for a casual allusion to "a party of foreigners." At one
o'clock, faultlessly attired, he descended to the brougham,
telling Mrs. Lorry that he had invited some strangers to see the
city. On the way downtown he remembered that he was in business,
the law business--and that it would be well to drop in and let
his uncle know he was in the city. On second thought, however,
he concluded it was too near two o'clock to waste any time on
business, so the office did not know that he was in town until