Made so by"-- he threw up his head--"by him who cannot be named." "Ah! Quite so," said the Marquis, helping himself to a pinch of snuff from a jeweled box, quite after the fashion of the old regime.

He shut the box and tapped it gently.

"There is, I believe, a vacancy in the regiment, a Captaincy.

My gracious King, whom God and the saints preserve, leaves the appointment to me.

It is at your service.