But to-night!" Amory hunted for his pipe, found and lighted it, pressing a cigarette upon Jarvo who accepted, and held it, alight, in the palm of his hand.
"To-night," he repeated, as if it were a game.
"Ah well, now," said Amory reasonably, "why, Jarvo?
And we so comfortable." The little man looked at Amory beseechingly.
"I know what I know," he said earnestly, "many things will happen.
There is danger about the palace to-night--danger it may be for you.
I do not know all, but I come to warn you, and to warn the adon who has been kind to us.

You have brought us here when we were alone in America," said Jarvo simply.

"Akko and I will help you now.

It was Akko who remembered the tower." Amory looked down at the bowl of his pipe, and shook his vestas in their box, and turned his eyes to Rollo, listening near by with an air of the most intense abstraction.

Yes, all these things were real.