and going everywhere
with her except into the play-room itself. From that place he was
debarred, for at Monte Carlo they have decreed that no male under age
shall enter the charmed spot, and Teddy was not twenty-one, and had said
so to the man in the office, and after that neither persuasions nor
bribes were of any avail.

"Better have lied straight out," more than one hard old man said to him,
but Ted Hardy could not lie _straight out_, and so he staid out and
waited around disconsolately for Daisy, whom fortune sometimes favored
and sometimes deserted.

One day she lost everything, and came out greatly perturbed, to report
her ill-luck to "Teddy," as she called him now.

"It's a shame that I can't go in. I could loan you some, you know," Lord
Hardy said; and Daisy replied:

"Yes; 'tis an awful shame!" Then after a moment she added; "Teddy, I've
been thinking. I expect my Cousin Sue from Bangor every day."

"Ye-es," Teddy replied, slowly, and thinking at once that a cousin Sue
might be _de trop_. "Is she nice? How does she look?--any like you?"

"No; more like you, Ted. She is about your height--you are not tall, you
know; her hair is just the color of yours, and curls just like it, while
her eyes are the same. Dress you in her clothes, and you might pass for
her."

"By Jove! I see. When will she be here?" Teddy asked, and Daisy
replied:

"Just as soon as you can buy me some soft woollen goods to make her a
suit, and a pair of woman's gloves and boots which will fit you, and a
switch of hair to match yours. _Comprenez vous?_"

"You bet I do!" was the delighted answer; and within twenty-four hours
the soft woolen goods, and the boots, and gloves, and switch of hair,
and sundry other articles pertaining to a woman's toilet, were in
Daisy's room, from which, during the next day, issued shrieks of
laughter, almost too loud to be strictly lady-like, as Daisy fitted the
active little Irishman, and instructed him how to demean himself as
cousin Sue from Bangor.

Two days later, and there sat, side by side, at the roulette table, two
fair-haired English girls, as they seemed to be, and nobody suspected
the truth, or dreamed of the ruse which had succeeded admirably and
admitted to forbidden ground young Lord Hardy, who, in the new dress
which fitted him perfectly, and with Daisy's linen collar, and cuffs,
and neck-tie, and one of Daisy's hats perched on his head and drawn over
the forehead, where his own curly ha