has hurt itself, for three or four minutes. Then, having recovered his magnificent voice, he bellowed furiously: "Firmin! Firmin! Charmerace! Charmerace!"
Then he rose painfully to his feet, and stood staring at the open windows.
Presently he roared again: "Firmin! Firmin! Charmerace! Charmerace!"
He kept looking at the window with terrified eyes, as though he expected somebody to step in and cut his throat from ear to ear.
"Firmin! Firmin! Charmerace! Charmerace!" he bellowed again.
The Duke came quietly into the hall, dressed in a heavy motor-coat, his motor-cap on his head, and carrying a kit-bag in his hand.
"Did I hear you call?" he said.
"Call?" said the millionaire. "I shouted. The burglars are here already. I've just seen one of them. He was bolting through the middle window."
The Duke raised his eyebrows.
"Nerves," he said gently—"nerves."
"Nerves be hanged!" said the millionaire. "I tell you I saw him as plainly as I see you."
"Well, you can't see me at all, seeing that you're lighting an acre and a half of hall with
