The diplomatist still smiled. "He has a kind heart, that young Mr. Askew, and so----" he shrugged, then bowed to Joan. "I compliment you, mademoiselle, on your courage. You also, madame. And now, all being well, I must take my leave"; he kissed Lady Jim's hand. "I shall see you again in London, as to-night I journey to Havre." He went out, and Leah again heard four names as though a ghostly porter was calling them at a ghostly junction. "Paris, Havre, Kronstadt, Siberia," said the ghostly porter. "Ugh!" said Lady Jim. CHAPTER XXV Joan was less surprised than a better informed lady when no word of the sick man's progress came to hand. Aksakoff was presumably at Havre, and Askew, having missed the fiacre, and called uselessly at a chemist's shop indicated by Helfmann, clamoured for information. Unacquainted with the address of Demetrius, no information could be given by Lady Jim; but she proffered a suggestion to keep the budding philanthropist quiet. "He might be in an hospital." "He might! Ill go the round." "Do!" she assented cordially, and quite easy in her mind about this needle-in-a-haystack search. So Askew, wisely acting immediately on an impulse that could not last, set forth on his quest, only to drift across the path of an old shipmate. The meeting led to cocktails at the American Bar, and the consumption of these involved the calling-up of a past, which made the ex-navy man long to nose the out-trail once more. That his friend who did business in great waters should know of a clean-built schooner-yacht for sale at a ridiculously low price was natural. And equally natural was Askew's determination to cross the Channel that very day, lest the desirable vessel should be snapped up. Thus it came about that he presented himself to Leah, prior to an immediate departure, without recurring to the quest. Lady Jim, however, could not forbear a taunt. "And your philanthropic search?" she inquired. Askew coloured, laughed, and shrugged. "Demetrius is no kith or kin of mine," was his excuse, "and wouldn't do as much for me, I doubt. 'Sides, he's probably on his legs by now, and will come skipping along to see you." "If he does I shall advise him of your charity." "No, don't," urged the youth, coolly. "He'll be giving me a testimonial." Leah laughed good-humouredly. "Well, good-bye," and she shook hands. "Thanks for your company. Joan has enjoyed it immensely." "And you?" "Ah!" with a sigh and a twinkle, "think what I have lost." "Meaning me?" "Meaning you, man of lightning moods. Philanthropy, love--ten minutes of each. Shall I see you in London?" "Oh--er--yes. But if I can annex this schooner at a fair price, I'm thinking of a cruise." "In Pacific waters?" He grew red and uneasy, shifting from one foot to the other. "I might." "That means, you will. H'm! The first case I ever knew of a man being off with the new love and on with the old. But"--she held up a finger--"I claim a visit before you go."