standing benignly by, Darragh found an opportunity to lower his voice for Kato's benefit.
"It's all right about him," he declared. "We carry on."
"As we arranged?" asked Kato.
"Yes; exactly. Come across now." He raised his voice as he led Kato towards the other group. "I don't think that either of you has met Mr. Kuromi yet—Mr. Hulse, Mr. Carrados."
"I have been pining to meet you for weeks, sir," responded Hulse with enthusiasm. "Mr. Darragh tells me what a wonderful master of ju-jitsu you are."
"Oh, well; little knack, you know," replied Kato modestly. "You are interested?"
"Yes, indeed. I regard it as a most useful accomplishment at any time and particularly now. I only wish I'd taken it up when I had the leisure."
"Let me find you an easy-chair, Mr. Carrados,” said Violet attentively. "I am sure that you won't be interested in so strenuous a subject as ju-jitsu."
"Oh, yes, I am, though," protested the blind man. "I am interested in everything."
"But surely"
"I can't actually see the ju-jitsuing, you would say? Quite true, but do you know, Miss Darragh, that makes a great deal less difference than you might imagine. I have my sense of touch, my sense of taste, my hearing—even my unromantic nose—and you would hardly believe how they have rallied to my assistance since sight went. For instance"
They had reached the chair to which Miss Darragh had piloted him. To guide him into it she had taken both his hands, but now Carrados had gently disengaged himself and was lightly holding her left hand between both of his.
