JUDSON'S FAULT 202

XX. A SOUND AT MIDNIGHT 214

XXI. CARRICK WAS FAR BEHIND 228

XXII. CARRICK IS KING 240

XXIII. NOBLESSE OBLIGE 257

XXIV. STOLEN SLEEP 263

XXV. THEY MEET JOSEF 271

XXVI. THE VISTULA! 277

XXVII. YOU ARE STILL MY KING 284

XXVIII. A RE-UNION 294

ILLUSTRATIONS

Carrick was far behind _Frontispiece_

Mounted the steps and seated herself
on the throne 82

"Don't let 'im carry your sweet face
to the grave with 'im unless your
love goes with it" 242

"For Trusia!" they shouted, and
then, "For Krovitch!" 260

TRUSIA

I

A WAGER IS MADE

After the termination of a three months' struggle on the floor of
'Change, resulting in the rout of his adversaries, who had counted on an
easy acquisition of his heritage in the P. & S. system, Calvert Carter
was grateful for that particular armchair in the reading-room of the
Racquet Club.

"Those gentlemen, in banking on my inexperience in manipulations," he
chuckled audibly, "evidently forgot that I had been a campaigner in
Cuba. Even though I didn't learn much there about Wall Street or
tickers, I did gather some very valuable knowledge of human nature. I
guess that counts a little in deals, after all." His thoughts, released
from the pressure of financial altercations, were a trifle tumultuous
and wandering. They went bounding back now, at the mere mental
suggestion of Cuba, to that tropic island, the scene of his stirring
military experiences.

Event followed event on the lightened screen of reminiscence. He
recalled with a quick surge of pulse the fervor of El Caney and the tide
that swept San Juan Hill by the chivalry of American manhood. There,
too, was Santiago where his mastery of men had resulted in his being
appointed Provost Marshal of the conquered Spanish citadel. Then