He stood with folded arms, regarding her fixedly.
[Illustration: Grace Found Herself Facing a Tall, Thin Man.] "Why, where----" but she got no further, for the curious new-comer interrupted her.
"Ah, Josephine," he said, "so I have found you at last." "My name isn't Josephine at all.

It's Grace Harlowe, and you have made a mistake," said Grace, endeavoring to pass him.

But he barred her way, saying sadly: "What, do you, too, pretend?
Do you think I do not know you?
I, your royal husband, Napoleon Bonaparte." "Good gracious," gasped Grace.

"He's crazy as can be.

How ever shall I get away from him ?" The man heard the word "crazy" and exclaimed angrily: "How dare you call me crazy! You, of all people, should know I am sane.