"John, that's the first glimmer of sense you ever showed, and it's the first time I ever wanted to see that lawyer." Turning to the telephone she said: "I'll send for my lawyer at once and he'll know what to do. Where's the man?" After a moment: "I'll send a car down and get him. Have him come here at once if he'll come." She left the telephone and turned a very scared face to John. "John, I'm just a plain old fool. Send the car to the police station, and tell Joseph to get that man if he has to tie him up! And you go telephone Mr. Thornton to come here at once. Now he'll have a chance to talk and I can't say a word." It was a very frightened and meek Drusilla that greeted Mr. Thornton and Daphne when they came into the room. "I came along, Miss Doane," Daphne explained, "because Mr. Brierly said you were in some trouble, and I thought perhaps I might help you." Drusilla laughed rather shakily. "I'm afraid, Daphne, this is a case for your father. I've arrested the wrong man." "What do you mean?" said Mr. Thornton quickly. "I've got a preacher in jail--or he was there unless Joseph can git him to come with him." Then she told the whole story. Mr. Thornton could not keep a twinkle from his eyes as he listened. But he did not laugh; he saw that Drusilla was too frightened and upset. "Now what am I goin' to do?" Drusilla finished. "You must get me out of this." The lawyer thought a moment. "The man wanted some money for some children, or the poor of his parish. Perhaps we can arrange it. Money is a balm that'll soothe most outraged feelings." "Give him anything, anything!" Drusilla hegged. "I never thought I'd arrest a preacher, and at my time of life. Poor man, and his name was Algernon, too!" A very angry man was brought into the room, and was met by a courteous lawyer; but Drusilla brushed him aside and went up to the man and, laying her hand on his arm looked up into his face appealingly. "I can't tell you how sorry I am! I don't know what to say or what to do! I won't never forgive myself, even if you forgive me, which I don't expect." The man looked down at her and the angry flush left his face. "I don't know what to say myself, Miss Doane," he replied. "It's rather a new experience for me, a police station--" "Well, I'm so ashamed and so sorry I can't talk. Just set down and let lawyer Thornton tell you all about it." The lawyer explained to him the circumstances of Mr. Gleason's visit, and that Drusilla had received instructions to arrest the next man who claimed to come from her former home. "It was unfortunate for me that I happened to be the next man," the clergyman said with a laugh. "But I understand, and it is all right." Drusilla looked at him gratefully. "You're a good man, if your name _is_ Algernon, and if five hundred dollars will help them children Mr. Thornton will give it to you tomorrow. And now you'll stay here and visit me until you finish your business in New York."