overpower for the moment every other feeling.

But now he was thrown back on the gallant rescuer theory; obviously the
man, whoever he was, had impressed himself rather forcibly on Diana's
mind, and the Rector acknowledged that this was almost inevitable from
the circumstances in which they had been thrown together.

"You know," continued the girl, "I'm certain I've seen him before--the
day I first went to Baroni to have my voice tested. It was in
Grellingham Place, and all my songs blew away up the street, and I'm
positive M.E. was the man who rescued them for me."

"Rescuing seems to be his hobby," commented the Rector dryly. "Did you
remind him that you had met before?"

"Yes, and he wouldn't recollect it."

"_Wouldn't_?"

"No, wouldn't. I have a distinct feeling that he did remember all
about it, and did recognise me again, but he wouldn't acknowledge it
and politely assured me I must be mistaken."

The Rector smiled.

"Perhaps he has a prejudice against making the promiscuous acquaintance
of beautiful young women in trains."

Diana sniffed.