But with her--Miriam--it had been different. She had married Gerald in preference to himself. To her lot had fallen that which every woman craves--the ability to marry the man of her choice. Yet surely those were lines of care and trouble upon her beautiful face! She did not look happy. "Now I really think I ought to scold you, Major," she said, "for having kept yourself away so long. Do you know this is the first time you have called upon us since--since we came here? However, now you are here you will stop to luncheon. Gerald will be in directly. He will be so glad to see you and have a chat." "I don't know so much about that, Mrs. Arkel. You must not misunderstand what I am going to say, but in a manner I took some responsibility in introducing Gerald to his firm. It was not, therefore, very pleasant for me to hear complaints of him when I called there the other day. I had intended dropping in to see you alone one day during the week, but something turned up to prevent me. You know, this sort of thing won't do. Can't you put it to him pretty strongly? You are the only person I know who ever had any influence with him; and they gave me to understand pretty clearly that if it went on Mr. Gerald would have to go." "My dear Major, I have tried; if you only knew how I have tried. But he is getting beyond me altogether again. I can do nothing with him lately." "Is he really drinking hard?" "What he takes would, as he says himself, be nothing to some men. But the least drop makes him like a lunatic. You know what an excitable brain he has." "I know; I know. I am more than sorry for you, for if you cannot hold him, no one can. What a big mistake it all is. If only----" He checked himself and looked at her, and saw the tears were in her eyes. That was too much for him. "At all events, you know whatever happens I will never see you in any trouble. We are always friends. More than that we might have been if you had----" She stopped him. "My husband and I are one, and must stand or fall together, Major. I took his life on my shoulders of my own free will. You are more than good; but----" she broke off, and withdrew her hand which he had taken in his. "But come, tell me about Dicky. How is he?--a tremendous boy, I hope. When will you bring him?" "_I_ shall not bring him at all," replied the Major a trifle resentfully. "Hilda hopes to come with him if it is quite convenient to you to-morrow afternoon." "Hilda!--well, I shall be delighted to see her, of course. I didn't think for one moment she would care to come----" She stopped suddenly, for the Major had risen abruptly to his feet. "Good gracious, Major, whatever is the matter?" "I beg your pardon," he said, looking a trifle abashed, "but the fact is--I--I have just remembered where I saw that man. My mind has been running upon him ever since he left the room." "Man?--what man?"