old position, and be
revenged that way."

"Impossible," she said.

"No it's not, sir," chimed in Jones, eagerly.

"She could get a good engagement to-morrow if she liked."

"Miss Williamson, as I said before, I am a rich man. I have thousands a
year, and now I have no use for the money I want you to accept--"

"I shall accept nothing, sir," said she, sharply.

"I want you to accept," resumed Reg, tranquilly, "a small loan in order
to enable you to have a fair start, and as you will not quite trust me,
I will place it in Jones's hands. Here, Jones," he continued, handing
him a roll of notes, "are a hundred and fifty pounds. You are to watch
over Miss Williamson and see that she resumes her calling. Miss
Williamson, once more I beg of you to assist me, and when you are a
successful woman again, and making lots of money, you can repay me."

"Miss Marjorie, do it. I'll help you," said Jones, appealingly.

"Then I'll do it, Mr. Morris, and God bless you;" then words failed her,
and she laid her head on the sofa and burst into tears.

Reg bid her good-bye and, followed by Jones left the house, feeling
lighter-hearted than he had been for several days. And Jones, when he
was put down at the theatre door, said, in a choking voice:

"You'll never regret this day's work, sir. God bless you."

Reg next went to the shop at which he had ordered his die, and found it
a most satisfactory piece of workmanship. Then he drove to the offices
of the Orient Company, and found if he left London on the following
Friday he could catch the _Orltuz_ at Naples.

"There's only one berth left, sir," said the clerk. "It's in a two-berth
cabin, and a Mr. Allen Winter has the other."

"Then cable and secure it for me," he said, putting down the money and
receiving his ticket.

The next day he called on Bridgland, related all he had done, and told
him his plans.

"You are a marvel, Morris," said that worthy man. "I could not
understand why you left me so suddenly. So you leave England to-morrow
for certain?"

"Yes. Wyck has a clear week's start and, as the _Himalaya_ is a faster
boat, I expect he will reach Adelaide eight days ahead of me."

"And when you catch him what will you do?"

"Do you see this die, Bridgland?" asked Reg, as he produced his case.
"This is his device. I'll brand him with it on both ears. He shall be a
marked man for life."

"But that's rather dangerous, is it not?"

"Listen, Brigland. I have sworn by the