d down eagerly. Gertie gave a whistle.

"You and I have met before," he said smilingly to Mr. Trew.

"I was a Boy Messenger then, sir."

Gertie introduced her cousin with a touch of pride.

"I am trying to think," said Clarence, "where I saw your name to-day."

"Haven't made a name yet," remarked Henry. "Only been at it for about
eighteen months. I say! We don't want to go into that enormous crowd.
We'll stroll round and see how the penguins are getting on. They
sometimes look as though they were thinking of giving me a commission
to draw up plans for new Law Courts."

At one of the open windows the two ladies were standing, watching over
many heads the high tea that was being served to the impatient animals.
The younger one happened to turn as Gertie and her friends went by; she
raised her eyebrows.

"Everybody one knows appears to be here," said Henry Douglass. "I wish
you had agreed instead to run out with me from Baker Street Station
into the country."

"Can't do that yet," she answered definitely. "Not until we know each
other a great deal better."

"Your rules of conduct are precise."

"You'll like me all the better later on," said Gertie, "because of
that. Always supposing," she continued, "that you do go on liking me."

"So far as I can gather," he remarked good-temperedly, "I am _persona
grata_ now at Praed Street."

"I don't know what that means," she said; "but aunt has quite taken to
you. Just look at this! Isn't it extr'ordinary?--Clarence," she
called over her shoulder to her cousin, "here is most likely where you
saw the name this afternoon."

She examined the inscription framed on the bars. "Presented to the
Society by Sir Mark Douglass."

"No," said Clarence Mills. "That wasn't it. My sluggish memory will
arouse presently, and then I shall be able to exhibit signs of
intelligence."

They were looking down from the terrace at the white bear in his pit,
when a high voice came above the moderate tones of the crowd; Henry
took Gertie's arm, and began to talk rapidly of Nansen and the North
Pole, but this did not prevent her from glancing over her shoulder.
The people gave way to the owner of the insistent voice, and she, after
inspection through pince-nez, made bitter complaint of the clumsiness
of the bear, his murky appearance, the serious consequences of
indiscriminate feeding. Henry endeavoured to detach the members of his
party, but they appeared enthralled by the comma