worse would,' said Leggatt. 'It never fails when you're aboard.'
'And Jules?' I demanded.
'Jules was, so to speak, panicking in a water-tight flat through his unfortunate lack of language. I had to introduce him as part of the entente cordiale, and he was put under arrest, too. Then we sat on the grass and smoked, while Eddy and Co. violently annoyed the traffic on the Portsmouth Road, till the umpires, all in short panties, conferred on the valuable lessons of the field-day and added up points, same as at target-practice. I didn't hear their conclusions, but our Mr. Morshed delivered a farewell address to Eddy and Co., tellin' 'em they ought to have deduced from a hundred signs about me, that I was a friendly bringin' in dispatches from the North. We left 'em tryin' to find those signs in the Scout book, and we reached Mr. Morshed's hotel at Portsmouth at 6.27 p.m. ong automobile. Here endeth the first chapter.'
'Begin the second,' I said.
The uncle and Leggatt had finished washing up and were seated, smoking, while the damp duster dried at the fire.
'About what time was it,' said Pyecroft to Leggatt, 'when our Mr. Morshed began to talk about uncles?'
'When he came back to the bar, after he'd changed into those rat-catcher clothes,' said Leggatt.
'That's right. "Pye," said he, "have you an uncle?" "I have," I says. "Here's santy to
