take her in, and then join in the laugh at her afterwards, he would indeed have had a worthy revenge!
"It strikes you as childish, Mr. Gillingham? Ah, you never knew Mark Ablett.
"'How, Cay, how?' he said eagerly.
"'Well, I haven't really thought it out,' I protested. 'It was just an idea.'
"He began to think it out for himself.
"'I might pretend to be a manager, come down to see her—but I suppose she knows them all. What about an interviewer?'
"'It's going to be difficult,' I said thoughtfully. 'You've got rather a characteristic face, you know. And your beard—'
"'I'd shave it off,' he snapped.
"'My dear Mark!'
"He looked away, and mumbled, 'I've been thinking of taking it off, anyhow. And besides, if I'm going to do the thing, I'm going to do it properly.'
"'Yes, you always were an artist,' I said, looking at him admiringly.
"He purred. To be called an artist was what he longed for most. Now I knew that I had him.
"'All the same,' I went on, 'even without your beard and moustache you might be recognizable. Unless, of course—' I broke off.
"'Unless what?'
"'You pretend to be Robert.' I began to laugh to myself again. 'By Jove!' I said, 'that's not a bad idea. Pretend to be Robert, the wastrel brother,
