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So far, so good If, as yet, he had not been pero, he at least had been instructed where not to go and what not to do; and he was as docile as he was dogged, understanding how er it takes to shuffle in by way of the mews and the back door than to sit on the front steps and wait politely for soedly docile; his huge house, facing the wintry park midway between the squat palaces of the wealthy pioneers and the outer hundreds, renificently empty save for certain afternoon conferences of very solemn men, fellow directors and associates in business and financial matters--save for the periodical presence of the Mortimers: a , livened servants, half stupefied under the vast silence of the twilit splendour He was patient, not only because he was told to be, but also because he had nothing better to do Society stared at him as blankly as the Mountain confronted Mahomet But the stubborn patience of the man was itself a strain on the Mountain; he are of that, and he waited for it to come to him As yet, however, he could detect no sy all the sa room of the Saddle Club "Quarrier and Belwether have listened a daht more respectfully to me since they read that column about you and the bishops and that chapel business"

Plank turned his heavy head with a disturbed glance around the room; for he always dreaded Mortimer's indiscretions of speech--was afraid of his cynical frankness in the presence of others; even shrank from the brutal bonhomie of the man when alone with him

"Can't you be careful?" he said; "there was a o" He picked up his unfinished letter, folded and pocketed it, touched an electric bell, and when a servant ca hishis elbow on the writing-desk

"I've got to cut out thisthe servant with indecision; but he gave his order nevertheless, and later accepted a cigar; and when the servant had returned and again retired, he half elass, refilled it withback in the padded ared, you'll go through by April What do you think of that?"