Then Xourma had to be told, and after the utmost difficulty persuaded to consent to the experiment which might mean life to her. That was where Scarlet Runner and Scarlet Runner's master slipped out of the story, and into another so much more dramatic so much more sensations! In its incidents, that the strong impression graven on Christopher's mind by James Harkness's missing chapter might easily have been blurred. Kill it was not so. He thought constantly of the little man with the wistful eyes of a misunderstood dog and the features of a provincial Napoleon. He thought also of Nourma Dairymple, and was as joyous as if the result had intimately concerned himself when the first news which he had asked to have came telling of the experiment. All was going well, as far as could be known, and it was believed that the opinion of the eminent specialist would be triumphantly justified.

Christopher had to take up an examination immediately after returning to London with Harkness, and the two Miss Dalrymples. This call led him out of town, and he did not return until nearly another fortnight had passed. His first thought, if he got back, was to go and see the American at nursing home, the address of which by request, had been given him. But darkness was no longer there, he had got a telegram with some unexpected tidings, and have been pronounced strong enough to move.  had left at a half-hour's notice. There was, however, a note from Mr. Race in us, he remembered his promise to pay a visit. "Am just off to set rooms for Mrs. 