He let his mind dwell for a moment on the picture which Mrs.Marlow had made as Fullaway led him through the office--a very well-gowned, pretty, alert, piquant little woman, still on the sunny side of thirty, who had given him a sharp glance out of unusually wide-awake eyes.

"Aye, women are clever nowadays, no doubt--they'd show their grandmothers how to suck eggs in a good many new fashions.

Well, now," he went on, stretching his long legs over Fullaway's beautiful Persian rug, "what do you make of this affair, Fullaway, in its present situation?
There's no doubt that everything's considerably altered by what we've heard of this morning.

Do you really think that this French maid affair is all of a piece, as one may term it, with the affair of my cousin James ?" "Yes--without doubt," replied Fullaway.

"I believe the two affairs all spring from the same plot.