_Und. (to himself)._ If he knew how near I went to getting the poor beast shot! But I needn't mention that now. _Spurr._ I don't say it isn't gratifying to be treated like a swell, but I've got my professional reputation to consider, you know; and if they're going to take up all my time talking about _Andromeda_---- _Und. (with a start)._ _Andromeda!_ They have been talking about _Andromeda_? To you! Then it's _you_ who---- _Spurr._ Haven't I been telling you? I should just jolly well think they _have_ been talking about her! So you didn't know my bull's name was _Andromeda_ before, eh? But _you_ seem to have heard of her, too! _Und. (slowly)._ I--I _have_ heard of _Andromeda_--yes. [_He drops into a chair, dazed._ _Spurr. (complacently)._ It's curious how that bitch's fame seems to have spread. Why, even the old Bishop----But, I say, you're looking rather queer; anything the matter with you, old fellow? _Und. (faintly)._ Nothing--nothing. I--I feel a little giddy, that's all. I shall be better presently. [_He conceals his face._ _Spurr. (in concern)._ It was having that basket down on your head like that. Too bad! Here, I'll get you some water. (_He bustles about._) I don't know if you're aware of it, old chap, but you're in a regular _dooce_ of a mess! _Und. (motioning him away irritably)._ Do you suppose I don't know _that_? For heaven's sake, don't speak to me! let me alone!... I want to think--I want to think. (_To himself._) I see it all now! I've made a hideous mistake! I thought these CULVERINS were deliberately----And all the time----Oh, what an unspeakable idiot I've been!... And I can't even explain!... The only thing to do is to escape before this fellow suspects the truth. It's lucky I ordered that carriage! (_Aloud, rising._) I'm all right now; and--and I can't stay here any longer. I am leaving directly--directly! _Spurr._ You must give me time to get out of this toggery, old chap; you'll have to pick me out of it like a lobster! _Und. (wildly)._ The clothes? Never mind them now. I can't wait. Keep them! _Spurr._ Do you really mean it, old fellow? If you _could_ spare 'em a bit longer, I'd be no end obliged. Because, you see, I promised Lady RHODA to come and finish a talk we were having, and they've taken away my own things to brush, so I haven't a rag to go down in except these, and they'd all think it so rude if I went to bed now! _Und. (impatiently)._ I tell you you may keep them, if you'll only go away! _Spurr._ But where am I to send the things to when I've done with 'em? _Und._ What do I----Stay, here's my card. Send them to that address. Now go and finish your evening! _Spurr. (gratefully)._ You _are_ a rattling good chap, and no mistake! Though I'm hanged if I can quite make out what you're doing here, you know! _Und._ It's not at all necessary that you _should_ know. I am leaving immediately, and--and I don't wish Sir RUPERT or Lady CULVERIN to hear of this--you understand?