MISLED Arthur Weldon met Mershone at a club next afternoon.

"You low scoundrel!" he exclaimed.

"It was _your_ trick to accuse Miss Merrick of a theft last night." "Was she accused ?" enquired the other, blandly.

"I hadn't heard, really." "You did it yourself!" "Dear me!" said Mershone, deliberately lighting a cigarette.
"You or your precious cousin--you're both alike," declared Arthur, bitterly.

"But you have given us wisdom, Mershone.