It was alleged by Clay, the assistant editor, that entering the restaurant one evening he saw the back and tails of a coat that seemed familiar to him half-filling a doorway leading to the restaurant kitchen.

It was unmistakably the figure of one of our Club members,--the young lawyer,--Jack Manners.

But what was he doing there?
While the Editor was still gazing after him, he suddenly disappeared, as if some one had warned him that he was observed.

As he did not reappear, when Tournelli entered from the kitchen a few moments later, the Editor called him and asked for his fellow-member.

To his surprise the Italian answered, with every appearance of truthfulness, that he had not seen Mr.Manners at all! The Editor was staggered; but as he chanced, some hours later, to meet Manners, he playfully rallied him on his mysterious conference with the Italian.