writing-block, and bore the message I had written for Falcon the
night before. The signature was Evelyn Fairie, and underneath
had been added, "Castle Charing, Somerset. With my love."

I slipped it into my pocket and started the car.

"And how did Jilly get on?" I said abstractedly, as we rolled
down the street.

"Oh, Boy," she cried, "it was so funny. I'm sure they took me
for somebody else. There was a lovely big room all ready and
everybody kept bowing and calling me 'my lady.' They couldn't
understand my connection with the others at first and when they
asked about the car, and I said it had gone back to Fallow, they
nearly fainted. They were going to make out my bill separately,
too, only Berry- "

"And you didn't enlighten them?"

"I couldn't make out what was wrong till I was undressing."

"And the real one never turned up?"

"I don't think she can have. The landlord stammered something
about 'your ladyship,' as I said 'Good-bye.'"

"How strange," said I. Jill chattered on all the way to Fallow.
Fortunately I remembered to tell her about the new chambermaid.
I was rather uneasy about the girl, as a matter of fact. She
must have seen Eve properly. But my luck was holding, for on our