I can assure him on the best authority that his surmise is correct, and that Vienna's decision to send delegates to Stockholm was largely dictated by representations from Berlin.

I am given to understand that the fact has in the last few days been admitted in the Austrian Press.' A vote of thanks was carried, and then I found myself shaking hands with Ivery while Blenkiron stood a yard off, talking to one of the Misses Weekes.

The next moment I was being introduced.
'Mr Brand, very pleased to meet you,' said the voice I knew so well.
'Mr Ivery has been telling me about you, and I guess we've got something to say to each other.

We're both from noo countries, and we've got to teach the old nations a little horse-sense.' Mr Ivery's car--the only one left in the neighbourhood--carried us to his villa, and presently we were seated in a brightly-lit dining-room.
It was not a pretty house, but it had the luxury of an expensive hotel, and the supper we had was as good as any London restaurant.

Gone were the old days of fish and toast and boiled milk.