ll
upon the Greek. Why should it?

When the time came for the little party to leave Constantinople, and to
take the boat for Smyrna, Barndale and his friend went first aboard with
packages of Eastern produce bought for Lilian; and Lilian herself with
her father and mother followed half-an-hour later, under the care of the
faithful George, whom I delight to remember. The Greek was aboard
when the two young Englishmen reached the boat. To their surprise he
addressed them.

Lifting his hat formally he said, in admirable English:

'Gentlemen, our quarrel is not over, but it can wait for a little time.
We shall meet again.'

With that he bowed and turned away. Leland ran after him, and,
uncovering, stood bareheaded before him.

'I owe you an apology,' he said. 'I am extremely sorry and very much
ashamed of my part in the quarrel.'

'I care little for your shame,' said Demetri Agryopoulo, with his voice
quite low and calm and his eyes ablaze. 'I do not care about your shame,
but you shall live to be more sorry than you are.'

He went down the ladder by the side of the boat, and was pulled away in
a caique. As he went he laughed to himself, and pulled out Barndale's
pipe--remembrancer of his mean triumph, since repaired by his own hands.
He filled and lit it, smoking calmly as the sturdy caiquejee pulled him
across the Golden Horn. Suddenly the caique fouled with another, and
there came a volley of Turkish oaths and objurgations. The Greek looked
up, and saw Miss Leland in the other boat. Her eyes were fixed upon him
and the pipe. He passed his hand lazily over the bowl and took the pipe
indolently from his lips, and addressed himself to the caiquejee. The
boats got clear of each other. Lilian, coming aboard the boat, could not
get speech with Barndale until the steamer was well under way. By then,
she had time to think the matter over, and had come to the conclusion
that she would say nothing about it. For, womanlike, she was half
jealous of the pipe, and she was altogether afraid of two things--first,
that Barndale would leave her to go back to Constantinople; and next,
that the Greek and he would enter on a deadly quarrel. For she had a
general belief that all Orientals were bloodthirsty. But the meerschaum
pipe was not yet done with, and it played its part in a tragedy before
its tale was fully told.

CHAPTER III.

The English party reached London in the middle of July, and made haste
out of it--Lilian an