Politics, you know, and my uncle's influence with the administration." Ridgeway observed that wine made loquacious a man who was naturally conservative.

"Where are you going ?" he continued.
"We are going to Manila." "What!" gasped Veath.

"You don't mean it!" "Certainly.

Why not ?" and Hugh smiled delightedly over the sensation he had created.
"Why--why, it seems improbable," stammered Veath.

"I had looked upon Manila as the most wretched hole in the world, and yet I find you going there, evidently from choice." "Well, you'll have to change your opinion now," said Hugh.
"I do--forthwith.