"Pardon me, but they both manifest some interest in Miss Claiborne." "We met them abroad," said Dick; "and they both turned up again in Washington." "One of them is here, or has been here in the valley--why not the other ?" asked Judge Claiborne.
"But, of course, Shirley knows nothing of Armitage's whereabouts," Dick protested.
"Certainly not," declared his father.
"How did you make Armitage's acquaintance ?" asked the Ambassador.

"Some one must have been responsible for introducing him--if you can remember." Dick laughed.
"It was in the Monte Rosa, at Geneva.

Shirley and I had been chaffing each other about the persistence with which Armitage seemed to follow us.
He was taking _dejeuner_ at the same hour, and he passed us going out.
Old Arthur Singleton--the ubiquitous--was talking to us, and he nailed Armitage with his customary zeal and introduced him to us in quite the usual American fashion.

Later I asked Singleton who he was and he knew nothing about him.

Then Armitage turned up on the steamer, where he made himself most agreeable.