in view of the undoubted riskiness of the proposed act."
"You'd have done it if I had offered more?"
"That, your lordship, it is impossible to say after this lapse of time."
The Earl of Stockleigh had at one time had the idea of attaching his son and heir to the Diplomatic Service. Lord Bertie's next speech may supply some clue to his lordship's reasons for abandoning that scheme.
"Keggs," he said, leaning forward, "what will you take to poison that dashed dog, Reuben?"
The butler raised a hand in pained protest.
"Your lordship, really!"
"Ten pounds."
"Your lordship!"
"Twenty."
Keggs seemed to waver.
"I'll give you twenty-five," said his lordship.
Before the butler could reply, the door opened and Mr. Keith entered.
"The morning papers, sir," said Keggs deferentially, and passed out of the room.
It was a few days later that he presented himself again before Lord Bertie. His lordship was in low spirits. He was not in love with Aline—he would have considered it rather bad form to be in love with anyone—but he found her possessed of attractions and wealth sufficient to qualify her for an alliance with a Stockleigh; and he had concentrated his mind, so far as it was capable of being concentrated on anything, upon bringing the alliance about. And up to a point everything had seemed to progress admirably. Then Reuben had come to the fore and wrecked the campaign. How could a fellow keep up an easy flow of conversation with one eye on a bally savage bulldog all the time? And the brute never left her. Wherever she went he went, lumbering along like a cart-horse with a nasty look out of the corner of his eye whenever a fellow came up and tried to say a word. The whole bally situation, decided his lordship, was getting dashed impossible, and if something didn't happen to change it he would get out of the place and go off to Paris.
"Might I 'ave a word, your lordship?" said Keggs.
"Well?"
"I 'ave been thinking over your lordship's offer"
"Yes?" said Lord Bertie, eagerly.
"The method of eliminating the animal which your lordship indicated would 'ardly do, I fear. Awkward questions would be asked, and a public hexposé would inevitably ensue. If your lordship would permit me to make a alternative suggestion?"
"Well?"
"I was reading a article in the newspaper, your lordship, on 'ow sparrows and such is painted up to represent bullfinches, canaries, and so on, and I says to myself, 'Why not?'"
"Why not what?" demanded his lordship, irritably.
"Why not substitoot for Reuben another dog painted to appear identically similar?"
His lordship looked fixedly at him.
"Do you know what you are, Keggs?" he said. "A blithering idiot."
"Your lordship always 'ad a spirited manner of speech," said Keggs, deprecatingly.
"You and your sparrows and canaries and bullfinches! Do you think Reuben's a bally bird?"
"I see no flaw in the idea, your lordship. 'Orses and such is frequently treated that way. I was talking that matter over with Roberts, the chauffeur"
"What! And how many more people have you discussed my affairs with?"
"Only Roberts, your lordship. It was unavoidable. Roberts being the owner of a dog which could be painted up to be the living spit of Reuben, your lordship."
"What!"
"For a hadequate 'onorarium, your lordship."
Lord Bertie's manner became excited.
"Where is he? No, not Roberts. I don't want to see Roberts. This dog, I mean."
"At Roberts's cottage, your lordship. 'E is a great favourite with the children."
"Is he, by Jove? Good-tempered animal, eh?"
"Extremely so, your lordship."
"Show him to me, then. There might be something in this."
Keggs coughed.
"And the 'onorarium, your lordship?"
"Oh, that. Oh, I'll remember Roberts all right."
"I was not thinking exclusively of Roberts, your lordship."
"Oh, I'll remember you too."
"Thank you, your lordship. About 'ow extensively, your lordship?"
"I'll see that you get a couple of pounds apiece. That'll be all right."
"I fear," said Keggs, shaking his head,
