Allow me to thank you, sir, FOR PICKING UP MY FAN." With a single subtle flash of the eye she swept by him, taking her companions to the other end of the conservatory.

When she turned, he was gone.
"This was certainly an unexpected climax," said Raymond, mischievously.
"Did you really arrange it beforehand?
We leave a picturesque tramp at the edge of a grave; we pass over six weeks and a Bridge of Sighs, and hey, presto! we find a private secretary in a conservatory! This is quite the regular Aladdin business." "You may laugh," said Maruja, who had recovered her spirits, "but if you were really clever you'd find out what it all means.

Don't you see that Amita is dying of curiosity ?" "Let us fly at once and discover the secret, then," said Raymond, slipping Amita's arm through his.

"We will consult the oracle in the stables.

Come." The others followed, leaving Maruja for an instant alone.