d Boy in every man hung its head
before the Eternal Mother in every woman.

"Who put these disgusting things there?" she repeated.

Suddenly Penfentenyou, Premier of his Colony in all but name, left Jimmy
and me, and appeared at the gate. (If he is not turned out of office,
that is how he will appear on the Day of Armageddon.)

"Well done you!" he cried zealously, and doffed his hat to the woman.
"Have you any children, madam?" he demanded.

"Yes, two. They should have been here to-day. The firm promised--"

"Then we're not a minute too soon. That monkey escaped. It was a very
dangerous beast. 'Might have frightened your children into fits. All the
organ-grinder's fault! A most lucky thing these gentlemen caught it when
they did. I hope you aren't badly mauled, Sir Christopher?" Shaken as
I was (I wanted to get away and laugh) I could not but admire the
scoundrel's consummate tact in leading his second highest trump. An ass
would have introduced Lord Lundie and they would not have believed him.

It took the trick. The couple smiled, and gave respectful thanks for
their deliverance by such hands from such perils.

"Not in the least," said Lord Lundie. "Anybody--any father would have
done as much, and pray don't apologize your mistake was quite natural."
A furniture man sniggered here, and Lord Lundie rolled an Eye of Doom on
their ranks. "By the way, if you have trouble with these persons--they
seem to have taken as much as is good for them--please let me know.
Er--Good morning!"

They turned into the lane.

"Heavens!" said Jimmy, brushing himself down. "Who's that real man
with the real head?" and we hurried after them, for they were running
unsteadily, squeaking like rabbits as they ran. We overtook them in a
little nut wood half a mile up the road, where they had turned aside,
and were rolling. So we rolled with them, and ceased not till we had
arrived at the extremity of exhaustion.

"You--you saw it all, then?" said Lord Lundie, rebuttoning his
nineteen-inch collar.

"I saw it was a vital question from the first," responded Penfentenyou,
and blew his nose.

"It was. By the way, d'you mind telling me your name?"

Summa. Penfentenyou's Great Idea has gone through, a little chipped
at the edges, but in fine and far-reaching shape. His Opposite Number
worked at it like a mule--a bewildered mule, beaten from behind, coaxed
from in front, and propped on either soft side by Lord Lundie of the
compressed m