I myself lay with my face buried deep in the pillow, striving to sup-ress the shauls of laughter which threatened to choke me, As I lay there suffocated, and I fear emitting strange, incriminating noises, the door half opened.
"Yours," said the voice of Harry in the dark: and he threw in something that fell) with a light. patter on the wooden floor. Then he slammed the door.
Thoroughly sobered, 1 pulled myself together, "groped for'my torch, and turned it on. There in. the middle of the room, tay a patent leather shoe (the partner T afterwards. discovered in the bathroom), and a air of black evening trousers, Toe ghost himself was never seen or heard of again, though I feel sure his subsequent adventures must have been interesting. At least had run out into an unfriendly world but scantily clad. However, the night swallowed him up, and kept his secret: but inthe morning on the varan hon the way to her the lady swept scornfully past with averted. head.
I rose and' tried to say good morning, but she returned word of greeting.
But to Harry T managed to whisper—"T assure. you it was not me."
believe you," said Harry with a whimsical smile that 1 found most highly unsatisfactory.
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