recorded his daily expenditures Billy credited the item to
"life-insurance."

The revised cablegram caused the field-marshal deep concern. He
frowned at Billy ferociously.

"I will forward this at once," he promised. "But, I warn you," he
added, "I deliver also a copy to MY president!"

Billy sighed hopefully.

"You might deliver the copy first," he suggested.

From the cable station Billy, still accompanied by his faithful
retainers, returned to the power-house. There he bade farewell to
the black brothers who had been his assistants, and upon one of
them pressed a sum of money.

As they parted, this one, as though giving the pass-word of a
secret society, chanted solemnly:

"A BUIT BEURES JUSTE!" And Billy clasped his hand and nodded.

At the office of the Royal Dutch West India Line Billy purchased a
ticket to New York and inquired were there many passengers. "The
ship is empty," said the agent.

"I am glad," said Billy, "for one of my assistants may come with
me. He also is being deported."