"It wouldn't be 'Miss'-- there's a wife!" "I mean is she a man ?" "The wife ?"--Mr.Morrow was for a moment as confused as myself.

But when I explained that I alluded to Dora Forbes in person he informed me, with visible amusement at my being so out of it, that this was the "pen-name" of an indubitable male--he had a big red moustache.

"He goes in for the slight mystification because the ladies are such popular favourites.

A great deal of interest is felt in his acting on that idea--which _is_ clever, isn't it ?--and there's every prospect of its being widely imitated." Our host at this moment joined us again, and Mr.Morrow remarked invitingly that he should be happy to make a note of any observation the movement in question, the bid for success under a lady's name, might suggest to Mr.Paraday.

But the poor man, without catching the allusion, excused himself, pleading that, though greatly honoured by his visitor's interest, he suddenly felt unwell and should have to take leave of him--have to go and lie down and keep quiet.