"You look well, Lord Montdidier, trapesing about the earth with a leash of mongrels at your heel! Falstaff never picked up a more sordid-looking pack! What do you feed them--bones?
Are there no young bloods left of your own class, that you need travel with tradesmen ?" -- ----------- * The principal hotel In Zanzibar was formerly Tippoo Tib's residence, quite a magnificent mansion for that period and place.
-- ----------- Monty stood with both hands behind him and never turned a hair.

Fred Oakes brushed up the ends of that troubadour mustache of his and struck more or less of an attitude.

Will reddened to the ears, and I never felt more uncomfortable in all my life.
"So this is your gang, is it ?" she went on.

"It looks sober at present! I suppose I must trust you to control them! I dare say even tavern brawlers respect you sufficiently to keep a lady's secret if you order them.

I will hope they have manhood enough to hold their tongues!" Of course, dressed in the best that Zanzibar stores had to offer we scarcely looked like fashion plates.