Besides, as regards newspapers, you ought to be glad you aren't in New York.

Just fancy what the dear old Herald would have made out of a little transaction like yours of last night.' 'That's true,' assented Racksole.

'But it'll be all over New York to-morrow morning, all the same.

The worst of it is that Babylon has gone off to Switzerland.' 'Why ?' 'Don't know.

Sudden fancy, I guess, for his native heath.' 'What difference does it make to you ?' 'None.