And then suddenly a stranger of dusky complexion and wearing flowing robes and a splendid turban set with precious stones appeared on foot in the High Street. He seemed greatly interested in the place, for he kept parading the leading thoroughfare and several of its byways practically the whole of the morning, so that he could scarcely escape the notice of all the residents who were in the town; no one failed to see him or to learn that he had taken lunch at Messrs. Caterham's new restaurant. An hour later Mrs. Paston drove up to Caterham's. She inquired of one of the young ladies if the Cachar had rooms in the adjoining hotel, and learned that he was resting in the private room at the back of the restaurant. She at once sent in her card. Hardly had she done so when Mrs. Lake entered and greeted her--Mrs. Lake was another of the red-tiled residents--saying--“I hear that the Prince is here. I suppose you have sent your card to him--I am sending mine. It is our duty, I think, to show some civility to such a visitor. My brother, you know, is intimately associated with India--Woods and Forests, you know.” She passed her card to the young lady, and smiled at Mrs. Paston in a way that was meant to assure her that she was mistaken if she fancied that she was to have the Prince all to herself. “I am sure that the Prince will be delighted to hear that your brother is in---- What did you say he was in?” asked Mrs. Paston sweetly. “Woods and Forests--the most important Department in all India,” said the other. “My brother would never forgive me if I allowed the Prince to come here without showing him some civility.” They were going together to the door when they found themselves face to face with Mrs. Markham and her daughter, both dressed as if for a garden party, and close behind them came Major Sowerby of the Territorials and his son, for whom he had been unsuccessfully trying to get a billet for the previous two years. “Glad to see you here, Mrs. Paston,” cried the Major heartily. “Yes, I maintain that it is our duty to welcome--to stretch out a right hand of greeting to the natives of our great Dependency--one Empire--one Flag--hands across the sea--that's what I have always advocated. I am wondering if he couldn't do something for my Teddy here. I believe these rajahs and memsahibs and cachars have got no end of money--rupees--the old Pagoda tree and that. Teddy can turn his hand to anything.”