"Well," said Aldean, re-ascending the stairs, "I can't say Mallow's particular as to whom he employs. But one can't work in mud, I suppose, without getting a bit dirty. H'm! so the Major's off. That means I'll have to go to-morrow. There's a nine o'clock, I think, as well as the midday mail from Victoria. I had better take it, I suppose. Hang it!" grumbled Jim--"just when she's said 'Yes.' This comes of sticking closer than a brother." On re-entering the drawing-room, Aldean found Tui the centre of manifest congratulations. Olive and Mrs. Purcell, assisted by Miss Slarge--who had returned from Babylon for the purpose--were showering upon her many expressions of delight, osculatory and otherwise. Tui, of course, was weeping. How things had progressed thus far, in so incredibly short a space of time, Jim was at a loss to comprehend. He felt a little out of his depth, and wondered if all was as it should be. He supposed it was all natural enough. Still, he was obviously disconcerted when the trio bore down upon him, brimful of compliments and general expressions of goodwill. He blushed, and sought a corner with as much speed as he felt to be compatible with politeness. But even so he was only protected in the rear. Olive shook one hand and said, "Oh, Lord Aldean, I am so glad." Mrs. Purcell took the other, and continued, "Lord Aldean, I congratulate myself that beneath my roof you have met the future partner of your joys and sorrows." "I knew it would be all right," said Miss Slarge, beaming. "One marriage invariably brings another. That superstition we can trace back to the land of Uz." "Thanks, awf'ly," muttered Jim, nervously. Then once again Tui became the centre of attraction. "Dearest Tui," said Olive. "My sweet girl," said Miss Slarge. "It will be a pleasing spectacle for me to witness the progress of Love's young dream," rolled Mrs. Purcell, still majestic. "Oh dear! you are all very kind," wept Tui. "How--how--how very happy I am!" "I fear you are not to see the progress of Love's young dream just yet, Mrs. Purcell," blurted out Aldean. "I am going away, you know." "Going away?" echoed the combined trio. "Oh, Jim!" wailed Tui. "Oh, Jim!" Aldean steeled his heart. "Major Semberry has bolted to Italy," he said. "I must follow him--promised Mallow.' "And why has Major Semberry departed so suddenly?" "Guilty conscience, Mrs. Purcell. He's gone off to see Carson." "To see my husband?" cried Olive, turning white. "Are you following him?" "Yes; by the nine train to-morrow. Don't want to go, but promised Mallow. I can't break my promise, you know." Tui jumped up and kissed him before them all. "Jim," she cried, "you are a darling!" CHAPTER X. "WOMAN DISPOSES."