A choice portion of his programme, which, owing to the events of the afternoon, he had almost resolved to omit, clamoured for production.

He stole another glance at his niece and resolved to risk it.
"Hah!" he said, suddenly, stopping short and feeling in his pockets.
"There's my memory again.

Well, of all the--" "What's the matter, uncle ?" inquired Miss Drewitt.
"I've left my pipe at home," said the captain, in a desperate voice.
"I've got some cigars," suggested Tredgold.
The captain shook his head.

"No, I must have my pipe," he said, decidedly.

"If you two will walk on slowly, I'll soon catch you up." "You're not going all the way back for it ?" exclaimed Miss Drewitt.
"Let me go," said Tredgold.
The captain favoured him with an inscrutable glance.