Storm gathered slowly in his eyes, a grimness suddenly settled in his strong jaw.

"Yes," he answered, presently, "that's what they will be doing; and if I'm not mistaken they'll catch Jameson just as you caught me just now.

They'll catch him at Doornkop or thereabouts, if I know myself--and Oom Paul." Her face flushed prettily with excitement.

"I want to hear all about this empire-making, or losing, affair; but there are other things to be settled first.

There's my opera-cloak and the breakfast in the prima donna's boudoir, and--" "But, how did you know it was Al'mah ?" he asked blankly.
"Why, where else would my cloak be ?" she inquired with a little laugh.
"Not at the costumier's or the cleaner's so soon.