So he went, but madame's shrewd eyes fathomed his state of mind at once. "Now you have some trouble, and perhaps it is my chance to be of use," she said, and bit by bit drew from him all the story of Kattie's disappearance and old Seth's death. "If any one can find her, Lord Deseret will. He is a very, very clever old man, and in some things very young. She is pretty, you say?" "We always thought her very pretty, even as a wild girl about the sands, and she has grown prettier still." "London is a bad place for a pretty girl such as she. Even if you find her----" And she broke off and looked at him musingly. "What could you do if you did find her?" "Get her to go home." "And if she would not?" "Then--I don't know. It is horrible to think of Kattie running loose in London." "When Lord Deseret finds her, bring her to me and I will see what I can do," said madame thoughtfully; and there the matter rested. CHAPTER XL OUT OF THE NIGHT Jim reaped--and duly passed along to Jack--the benefit of Lord Deseret's long and wide experience of life under many conditions. As a young man he had served with Wellington in the Peninsula, and he had also been with him at Waterloo, where he had, as fellow aide-de-camp, Fitzroy Somerset, now Lord Raglan, who was to command the present expedition to the East. So Jim and my lord between them evolved, by process of continuous elimination, a campaigning kit, which, if to Jim's inexperienced eyes it lacked much, comprehended, according to his lordship, everything that was absolutely necessary, and probably even yet some things which he would hasten to throw away under pressure of circumstance. "How long it will last it is hard to say," said Lord Deseret. "If you should by any chance be kept there till the winter I will send you out all you will need." "Oh, surely we and the Frenchmen between us can clean it all up before then," said innocent Jim. "We shall know better when we learn where you're bound for, and what you've got to do. At present no one seems to know. They are all very mysterious about it, which is all right if it's policy, but if it's ignorance----" Jack was first to go, and Jim was mightily put out that engineers should get ahead of cavalry. They had hoped to be able to run down to Carne to say good-bye, but that was quite out of the question. The army had been rusting, more or less, for forty years, and, now that the call had come, every man on the roll was hard at work scraping the accumulated deposit off his bit of the machine, and oiling the parts. The days were all too short for what had to be done, and leave was out of the question.