cities, expecting to be gone a couple of months. To his surprise
and consternation, Anguish enthusiastically volunteered to take
the trip with him, having had the same project in view for nearly
a year.

There was nothing left for Lorry but to make a clean breast of
it, which he did shamefacedly, expecting the laughter and
raillery of his light-hearted friend as payment for his
confidence. Instead, however, Anguish, who possessed a lively
and romantic nature, was charmed by the story and proclaimed it
to be the most delightful adventure that had ever happened
outside of a story-book.

"Tell me all about her," he urged, his eyes sparkling with boyish
enthusiasm. And Lorry proceeded to give him a personal
description of the mysterious beauty, introducing him, in the
same manner, to the distinguished uncle and aunt, adding all
those details which had confounded and upset him during his own
investigations.

"This is rich!" exclaimed Anguish. "Beats any novel written, I
declare. Begad, old man, I don't blame you for hunting down this
wonderful bit of femininity. With a curiosity and an admiration
that had been sharpened so keenly as yours, I'd go to the end of
the world myself to have them satisfied."

"I may be able to satisfy but one--curiosity. And maybe not
that. But who knows of Graustark?"

"Don't give up before you've tried. If these people live in such a