"This _is_ jolly," said the younger of the two, as they walked out to the big car.

"And I'm ever so much obliged to you for letting me bring Span!" And Panton did think it very jolly of Varick to have left his guests, and come all this way through the cold to meet him.

It was good of him, too, to have let him bring his dog.
As they drove slowly through the picturesque High Street of the famous town, Varick's friend looked about him with keen interest and enjoyment.
He had an eager, intelligent, alert mind, and he had never been to Newmarket before.
Once they got clear of the town, and were speeding through the pleasant, typically English country lanes which give Suffolk a peculiarly soothing charm Span (who was a rather large liver-and-white spaniel), lying stretched out sedately at their feet, Varick suddenly asked carelessly: "No more news of my enemy, Miss Pigchalke, I suppose ?" Panton turned to him quickly in the rushing wind: "Yes, something _has_ happened.

But I didn't think it worth writing to you about.

An extraordinary advertisement appeared about a month ago in one of the popular Sunday papers, and Mrs.Bilton--you remember the woman-- ?" Varick shook his head.