"0h, yes. And there's the most tremendous piece of luck, Bobby--Mrs. Rainham's going away on Wednesday!"

"Going away! How more than tactful!" ejaculated Bob. "Where isshe going?"

"To Liverpool."

"Liverpool? 0h, by Jove!" Bob ended on a low whistle, while hisface assumed a comical expression of dismay. He turned to thelawyer. "Did you ever hear of anything so queer?"

"Queer? Why?" demanded Cecilia.

"Well, it looks as if she wanted to see the last of you, that'sall. The Nauru sails from Liverpool."

"Bobby!" Cecilia's face fell. "I thought we went from Gravesendor Tilbury, or somewhere."

"So did I. But the General's wire says Liverpool, so it seems wedon't," exclaimed Bob. "And that she-dragon is going there too!"