I hope you will be lucky." Jennings moved away and saw from the eager manner in which the two men began to converse that he was the subject of the conversation.

He looked round for Caranby, but could not see him.

When he was out of the house, however, and on the pavement lighting a cigarette, he felt a touch on his arm and found Caranby waiting for him.

The old gentleman pointed with his cane to a brougham! "Get in," he said, "I have been waiting to see you.

There is much to talk about." "Maraquito ?" asked Jennings eagerly.
"She has something to do with the matter.