The Rev.Mr.
Lind then led the electrician forward, and avoided a formal presentation by saying with a simper: "Here is Mr.Conolly, who will extricate us from all our difficulties." Miss McQuinch nodded.

Miss Lind bowed.

Marmaduke shook hands good-naturedly, and retired somewhat abashed, thrumming his banjo.

Just then a faint sound of clapping was followed by the return of the quartet party, upon which Miss Lind rose and moved hesitatingly toward the platform.

The tall man offered his hand.
"Nonsense, Sholto," said she, laughing.