I. THE ROOM IN BLACK
II. THE SILVER WEDDING
III. IN ACCOUNT WITH DOLLY ST. JOHN
IV. THE LADY WHO LOOKED ON
V. THE BASKET IN THE BOUNDARY ROAD
VI. THE COUNTESS
s many more imploring the police outside to step up and stop it. For myself I made no bones about the matter; and, not wishing to appear in a police court next day, and thinking certainly that Lord Crossborough was as mad as any first-floor tenant of Hanwell, I pushed my way through the press and went off to the garage. Ten pound or no ten pound, I was for bed. Will you ask me if I was surprised when, going up to the car, the very first person I met was his lordship, with a cigar about seven inches long in his mouth, and as pretty a smile above his long black beard as I have seen this many a day.
"Well, my boy," says he, opening the door quite calmly and stepping inside with no more concern than if I had just driven him from the Carlton to Hyde Park Corner, "well, now I think we shall soon have earned that extra ten-pound note. The next house is in Hertfordshire--three miles from Potter's Bar, on the road to Five Corners. Do you happen to know it, by the way?"
I could hardly answer him for amaze