Mr.Borus, would you mind running and fetching me my things, they're all in a parcel together?
And perhaps if you have a looking-glass and some pins, Mrs.
Borus, I could come over and dress with you." That same evening we found ourselves all comfortably gathered on the piazza of the Hotel Christopher Columbus.

Appin-Jones insisted on making himself our host, and the story of our adventures was related again and again to an admiring audience, with the accompaniment of cigars and iced champagne.

Only one detail was suppressed, by common instinct.

Both Clara and I felt that it would only raise needless comment to explain that Mr.and Mrs.Croyden had occupied separate encampments.
Nor is it necessary to relate our safe and easy return to New York.
Both Clara and I found Mr.and Mrs.Croyden delightful travelling companions, though perhaps we were not sorry when the moment came to say good-bye.
"The word 'good-bye,'" I remarked to Clara, as we drove away, "is always a painful one.

Oddly enough when I was hunting the humpo, or humped buffalo, of the Himalayas----" "Do tell me about it, darling," whispered Clara, as she nestled beside me in the cab.
VI THE KIDNAPPED PLUMBER A TALE OF THE NEW TIME (_Being one chapter--and quite enough---from the Reminiscences of an Operating Plumber_) _VI .-- The Kidnapped Plumber: A Tale of the New Time._ "Personally," said Thornton, speaking for the first time, "I never care to take a case that involves cellar work." We were sitting--a little group of us--round about the fire in a comfortable corner of the Steam and Air Club.