staring at the central figure. Suddenly some one darted away from this
outer circle and dashed up to them. It was the lady from their hotel.

"I knew you'd want to know," she exclaimed breathlessly; "that's Herr
Bauricke himself--he came up on our train--just think of it!--the big
man in the middle with the black beard." She pointed an excited finger
at the knot of Germans.

Old Mr. King followed the course of the finger, and saw his
"impertinent fellow who wasn't worth minding."




XX

"I SHOULD MAKE HIM HAPPY," SAID PHRONSIE


Polly got Jasper away into a side corridor by a beseeching little pull
on his sleeve. "Oh, just to think," she mourned, "I called that great
man such unpleasant things--that he was big and fat, and--oh, oh!"

"Well, he _is_ big and fat," declared Jasper. "We can't say he
isn't, Polly."

"But I meant it all against him," said Polly, shaking her head. "You
know I did, Jasper," she added remorsefully.

"Yes, we neither of us liked him," said Jasper, "and that's the honest