I suppose that I have put my foot into it as usual, and the worst of it is," she added, turning to Sir Robert, "that I am just as ignorant as I was before." "If you want to master these matters, Miss Champers," said Aylward with a rather forced laugh, "you must go into training and worship at the shrine of"-- he meant to say Mammon, then thinking that the word sounded unpleasant, substituted--"the Yellow God as we do." At these words Alan, who had been studying his plate, looked up quickly, and her uncle's face turned from red to white.

But the irrepressible Barbara seized upon them.
"The Yellow God," she repeated.

"Do you mean money or that fetish thing of Major Vernon's with the terrible woman's face that I saw at the office in the City.

Well, to change the subject, tell us, Alan, what is that yellow god of yours and where did it come from ?" "My uncle Austin, who was my mother's brother and a missionary, brought it from West Africa a great many years ago.

He was the first to visit the tribe who worship it; in fact I do not think that anyone has ever visited them since.