My nephew, Mr.Hamel," he went on, "had quite an exciting experience last night--or rather a series of experiences.

He was first of all in a railway accident, and then, for the sake of a poor fellow who was with him and who was badly hurt, he motored back here in the grey hours of the morning and ran, they tell me, considerable risk of being drowned on the marshes.

A very wonderful and praiseworthy adventure, I consider it.

I trust that our friend up-stairs, when he recovers, will be properly grateful." Gerald rose to his feet precipitately.

The service of dinner was almost concluded, and he muttered something which sounded like an excuse.