n was concerned.

"Now, Captain Scarborough, don't you think you've been very rash?" said
the attendant.

"I think I've got six hundred and fifty napoleons in my pocket, instead
of waiting to get them in driblets from my brother."

"But if he knew that you had come here he would withdraw them
altogether. Of course, he will know now. That man will be sure to tell
him. He will let all London know. Of course, it would be so when you
came to a place of such common resort as Monte Carlo."

"Common resort! Do you believe he came here as to a place of common
resort? Do you think that he had not tracked me out, and would not have
done so, whether I had gone to Melbourne, or New York, or St.
Petersburg? But the wonder is that he should spend his money in such a
vain pursuit."

"Ah, captain, you do not know what is vain and what is not. It is your
brother's pleasure that you should be kept in the dark for a time."

"Hang my brother's pleasure! Why am I to follow my brother's pleasure?"

"Because he will allow you an income. He will keep a coat on your back
and a hat on your head, and supply meat and wine for your needs." Here
Captain Scarborough jingled the loose napoleons in his trousers pocket.
"Oh, yes, that is all very well but it will not last forever. Indeed, it
will not last for a week unless you leave Monte Carlo."

"I shall leave it this afternoon by the train for Genoa."

"And where shall you go then?"

"You heard me suggest to Mr. Hart to the devil,--or else Constantinople,
and after that to Thibet. I suppose I shall still enjoy the pleasure of
your company?"

"Mr. Augustus wishes that I should remain with you, and, as you yourself
say, perhaps it will be best."

CHAPTER XII.

HARRY ANNESLEY'S SUCCESS.

Harry Annesley, a day or two after he had left Tretton, went down to
Cheltenham; for he had received an invitation to a dance there, and with
the invitation an intimation that Florence Mountjoy was to be at the
dance. If I were to declare that the dance had been given and Florence
asked to it merely as an act of friendship to Harry, it would perhaps be
thought that modern friendship is seldom carried to so great a length.
But it was undoubtedly the fact that Mrs. Armitage, who gave the dance,
was a great friend and admirer of Harry's, and that Mr. Armitage was an
especial chum. Let not, however, any reader suppose that Florence was in
the secret. Mrs. Armitage had thought it best to keep her in