m, at 6.15 P. M.?'

This also was agreed to, and so ended this romance of Bradshaw.

IV. Greek meets Greek

At about twenty-five minutes to seven, on March 7, the express entered
King's Cross. A lady of fashionable appearance, with her veil down,
gazed anxiously out of the window of a reserved carriage. She presently
detected the person for whom she was looking, and waved her parasol.
Trevor, lifting his hat, approached; the lady had withdrawn into the
carriage, and he entered.

'Mum's the word!' said the lady.

'Why, it's--hang it all, it's Merton!'

'Your sister is staying with you?' asked Merton eagerly.

'Yes; but what on earth--'

'I'll tell you in the brougham. But you take a weight off my bosom! I
am going to stay with you for a day or two; and now my reputation (or
Mrs. Lumley's) is safe. Your servants never saw Mrs. Lumley?'

'Never,' said Trevor.

'All right! My portmanteau has her initials, S. M. L., and a crimson
ticket; send a porter for it. Now take me to the brougham.'

Trevor offered his arm and carried the dressing-bag; the lady was led to
his carriage. The portmanteau was recovered, and they drove away.

'Give me a cigarette,' said Merton, 'and I'll tell you all about it.'

He told Trevor all about it--except about the emu's feathers.

'But a male disguise would have done as well,' said Trevor

'Not a bit. It would not have suited what I have to do in town. I
cannot tell you why. The affair is complex. I have to settle it, if I
can, so that neither Logan nor any one else--except the body-snatcher and
polite letter-writer--shall ever know how I managed it.'

Trevor had to be content with this reply. He took Merton, when they
arrived, into the smoking-room, rang for tea, and 'squared his sister,'
as he said, in the drawing-room. The pair were dining out, and after a
solitary dinner, Merton (in a tea-gown) occupied himself with literary
composition. He put his work in a large envelope, sealed it, marked it
with a St. Andrew's cross, and, when Trevor returned, asked him to put it
in his safe. 'Two days after to-morrow, if I do not appear, you must
open the envelope and read the contents,' he said.

After luncheon on the following day--a wet day--Miss Trevor and Merton
(who was still arrayed as Mrs. Lumley) went out shopping. Miss Trevor
then drove off to pay a visit (Merton could not let her know his next
move), and he himself, his veil down, took a four-wheeled c