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 parted. Athlyne went to Colonel Ogilvie, he felt it would be indecorous to leave without a word.

"I hope your daughter is all right, sir."

"Thanks to you, my brave friend. I am Colonel Ogilvie of Airlville. Joy this is Mr. " Athlyne felt in an instant like a cad. He realised now, in all its force, the evil of deception. Silently he handed his card. "Mr. Hardy" her father said. Joy held out her hand and he took it.

"I'm not able to thank you, now and here!" she said, raising to him her glorious grey eyes. He mumbled out a few words in reply and raised his hat to part. As he was turning away Joy whispered to her father:

"Daddy, won't you ask him to come to see us. Mother will want to thank him too. Ask him to come to dinner to-night."

"My dear, you will be far too upset. Better"

"Nonsense, Daddy dear. I'm all right now. Indeed, dear, it will seem strange if you don't, after what he has done for—for you, Daddy dear—and for me."

In his own formal and kindly way Colonel Ogilvie gave the invitation. Athlyne answered with equal kindly ceremony; and they parted.

By this time the stranger's motor had been taken in through the broken barrier. Colonel Ogilvie insisted that their host should not leave them, and they drove off together.

In the public excitement at their going Athlyne escaped unnoticed. He took the street at right angles and shortly got a down-town West-End Avenue car.

An hour later he had a call from his military friend, who announced himself as "Lootenant R. Flinders Breckenridge." Athlyne had now made up his mind how to meet him. He said at once:

"I am going to try your patience, old chap, and perhaps your friendship; but I want you to keep a secret. I can't deceive a comrade; and we military men are that to each