I must ask you to behave as a gentleman should.

Excuse me.

I merely mention it in case .-- A.

C." Infamous Leek! Here was at any rate one explanation of a mysterious little typewriter which the valet had always carried, but which Priam had left at Selwood Terrace.
Priam glanced at the photograph in the pocket-book; and also, strange to say, at the _Telegraph_.
A lady with three children burst into the drawing-room, and instantly occupied the whole of it; the children cried "Mathaw!" "Mathah!" "Mathaw!" in shrill tones of varied joy.

As one of the gentlewomen passed near him, he asked modestly-- "How much, please ?" She dropped a flake of paper on to his table without arresting her course, and said warningly: "You pay at the desk." When he hit on the desk, which was hidden behind a screen of elm-trees, he had to face a true aristocrat--and not in muslins, either.