I was staying for a week in New York, with an English friend, Arthur Butler.

I told him all about it.

It was on his account that I stayed over one night.

I sent the telegram by his servant, Richards." "Ah, ha!" cried Mrs.Gray.

"And pray tell us what that wretch of a servant looked like." Tom laughed.
"Richards is quite an unusual fellow, a good servant I believe, but rather effeminate and a kind of a dandy----" "That's the man!" "He's the one!" "The very fellow!" Half a dozen voices interrupted at once.
Then Mrs.Gray explained the rather serious adventure of the night before.