Mr.
John Bennington, sir.
"John Bennington!" Warrington sprang from his chair, his face joyous.
"Old John here to-night! Finest chap on earth, Kate; my roommate at college, and the only chap in my town who was my friend when I was a nobody.

Old John ..." "Richard, you must hide me quickly.

I mustn't be seen here.

There is no way of passing him the hall." "Good Lord!" He did not notice her pallor.

"The butler's pantry," he said hastily.
She slipped out of sight noiselessly.