If I'd ever telephoned into your slumber and asked you to find four thousand ragged dollars and mail them to me, and if I'd said I'd accidentally acquired a ward and was bringing her back with me, you wouldn't sit there in patience and wait for facts.

Mind, old dear, I want the truth.

It's likely to be a lot queerer than anything you can make up." Kenny sighed--and told the truth.

Garry listened in amazement.
"Kenny," he said slowly, "you've roamed off before and gotten yourself into some extraordinary messes and I honestly thought that summer in China had taught you a lesson.

But this tale of Adam Craig and the miser money is the king-pin of them all.