y did you run away like that the moment you had given me
his note?"

"Orders, orders," was the reply. "I ain't such a juggins as to go agen
a toff as makes it worf while to do as I'm bid an' 'old me tongue."

"And who may you be?" I asked jealously. "And what are you to Mr.
Raffles?"

"You silly ass, Bunny, don't tell all Kensington that I'm in town!"
replied my tatterdemalion, shooting up and smoothing out into a merely
shabby Raffles. "Here, take my arm--I'm not so beastly as I look. But
neither am I in town, nor in England, nor yet on the face of the
earth, for all that's known of me to a single soul but you."

"Then where are you," I asked, "between ourselves?"

"I've taken a house near here for the holidays, where I'm going in
for a Rest Cure of my own description. Why? Oh, for lots of reasons,
my dear Bunny; among others, I have long had a wish to grow my own
beard; under the next lamp-post you will agree that it's training on
very nicely. Then, you mayn't know it, but there's a canny man at
Scotland Yard who has had a quiet eye on me longer than I like. I
thought it about time to have an eye on him, and I stared him in the
face outside the Albany this very morning. That was when I saw you go
in, and scribbled a line to give you when you came out. If he had
caught us talking he would have spotted me at once."

"So you are lying low out here!"

"I prefer to call it my Rest Cure," returned Raffles, "and it's really
nothing else. I've got a furnished house at a time when no one else
would have dreamed of taking one in town; and my very neighbors don't
know I'm there, though I'm bound to say there are hardly any of them
at home. I don't keep a servant, and do everything for myself. It's
the next best fun to a desert island. Not that I make much work, for
I'm really resting, but I haven't done so much solid reading for
years. Rather a joke, Bunny: the man whose house I've taken is one of
her Majesty's inspectors of prisons, and his study's a storehouse of
criminology. It has been quite amusing to lie on one's back and have a
good look at one's self as others fondly imagine they see one."

"But surely you get some exercise?" I asked; for he was leading me at
a good rate through the leafy byways of Campden Hill; and his step was
as springy and as light as ever.

"The best exercise I ever had in my life," said Raffles; "and you
would never live to guess what it is. It's one of the reasons why I
went in for this