Just as well!" There had been a lightning activity in the old man's movements before Madame Louison arrived in Calcutta.

He was fighting for his future peace and his coveted honors.

The lawyer with whom he spent his first day was astounded at the peculiar nature of the last will and testament which the old nabob ordered him to draft at once.

"The steamer, Lord Roberts, goes to-morrow, and I wish a duplicate to be deposited here in the bank, under your care, as I shall write to my senior executor regarding it." The nabob's remark, "Make your fees what you will.

I give you carte blanche!" had silenced the remonstrances which rose to the lawyer's lips.