Here's her week-end case packed up. The choice of two costumes; the blue cloth and the tobacco-brown taffeta; blouses; a complete set of luxurious undies. Even the slip petticoat was an "under-dress" according to the shops Miss Million patronised! Shoes; a hat; a motor-veil and wrap. Yes, that's all. That ought to do her--when we get the things to her! But now to bed and to sleep the sleep of exhaustion after quite the most crowded day of my whole life. To-morrow for Lewes--and more adventure! We were shadowed on our Lewes journey, though scarcely in the way that I had anticipated. However, to begin at the beginning. At nine o'clock this morning, in spite of all difficulties, I did find myself free of the "Cecil" and away in a two-seater with my mistress's luggage, sitting beside my mistress's cousin and whirling through the dull and domesticated streets of South London. It was a gorgeous June day, just the very day for a quick flight out into the country. In spite of my anxiety about my mistress my spirits rose and rose. I could have sung aloud for joy as we left grimy London behind us and found ourselves whirling nearer the green heart of the country. "This is better than your first idea of the railroad trip, Miss Smith?" said the young American at my side. "Oh, far more enjoyable," I agreed so eagerly that he laughed. "There is another thing about that," he said. "I suppose you haven't thought of what they would do if they saw you going off by train anywhere?" "What?" I asked, looking up at him with startled eyes. "Why, they would wire to every station along the line to take notice where you got off before Lewes, and to follow up all your movements, you real, artful, detective-dodging little diamond thief you," declared my companion teasingly. And I saw him simply shaking with laughter over the steering-wheel as he went on. "The brilliant idea of Rats, and the manager, that you and my little cousin Nellie should have gotten hold of his old ruby!" "You knew at once," I said, "that we hadn't!" And he laughed easily and said: "It didn't take much guessing when he had seen me and knew that Nellie Million was a relative of his and a niece of the old man's." "Jewel thieves, not much!" he said in his quick, reassuring accent. I said: "Well! I hope you put in a good word for us with that odious little Jew man that lost the ruby." "Not on your life! I just love to watch somebody who thinks they are too quick and clever to live go over-reaching themselves some," said the American good-humouredly. How funny it felt to be sitting there beside him, while the hedges whirled past--I, who had never set eyes on the young man before yesterday, now joining him in this wild quest of a cousin whom he had never yet seen! "Oh, dear! I wonder if we shall find her!" I murmured.