nd Equity alike were pronouncing in favour of my wife.

Adele was speaking.

"Oh, certainly. Boy, will you...?" I stepped into the car and thrust
a hand into the fold of the hood. "I shall know which it is. The
paper it's wrapped in is different. There's a line running through it,
and the others were plain." I plucked out a case and gave it to her to
examine. "That's right." Gravely she handed it to Eulalie. "I'm
sorry you had to run so," she added gently.

The other shrugged her shoulders.

"I caught you," she said simply, "and that's the great thing." She
glanced over her shoulder. "And here comes my car. I'm really most
awfully grateful...."

With a swish the cabriolet swept alongside, skidded with locked wheels
upon the pavement, and fetched up anyhow with its bonnet across our
bows. It was a piece of driving for which the chauffeur ought to have
been flogged.

"...most awfully grateful," repeated Eulalie, swinging the case by its
cord. "You--you might have made it much harder...."

The next moment she was in the cabriolet...

Dazedly I watched the latter float out of sight.

"B-but she hasn't paid," I stammered. "She's never given us the money.
Four pounds that bottle cost...."

We stared at one another in dismay.

At length--

"Stung," said Berry. "But what a beautiful bit of work! Four pounds'
worth of scent for the asking. No unpleasantness, no sleight of hand,
no nothing. Just a glad eye last night and a two-minute run this
morning. I don't wonder she was grateful."

* * * * *

We had spent the afternoon traversing San Sebastian, and had found the
place good--so good, in fact, that it was past six before we returned
to the hotel.

I followed Adele upstairs rather wearily.

"I shall never get over this morning," I said. "Never." Arrived at
our door, I fitted the key to the lock. "To think that I stood there
and let you hand---- Oh, blast! We've left the scent in the car."

"So we have," said Adele. "What an awful nuisance! I knew we should.
It's fatal to put anything in that hood. You don't see it."

I pushed open the door.

"As soon as I've changed," I said, switching on the light. "I'll go
and----"

The sentence was never finished.

Had I been told that a cyclone had struck our bedroom, I should not
have been surprised.

Adele and I stood staring at such a state of disorder as I had never
dreamed of.

The bed had been dragge