"I am curious to know where you obtained the coin you lost in the
car yesterday," she said at last, as if relieving her mind of a
question that had been long subdued.

"The one you so kindly found for me?" he asked,
procrastinatingly.

"Yes. They are certainly rare in this country."

"I never saw a coin like it until after I had seen you," he
confessed. He felt her arm press his a, little tighter, and
there was a quick movement of her head which told him, dark as it
was, that she was trying to see his face and that her blue eyes
were wide with something more than terror.

"I do not understand," she exclaimed.

"I obtained the coin from a sleeping-car porter who said some one
gave it to him and told him to have a 'high time' with it," he
explained in her ear.

"He evidently did not care for the 'high time,'" she said, after
a moment. He would have given a fortune for one glimpse of her
face at that instant.

"I think he said it would be necessary to go to Europe in order
to follow the injunction of the donor. As I am more likely to go
to Europe than he, I relieved him of the necessity and bought his
right to a 'high time.'"