the victory in which I had just assisted. I thought of the notorious extortioner who had fallen to our unscrupulous but not indictable wiles; and my heart tinkled with the hansom bell. I thought of the good that we had done for once, of the undoubted wrong we had contrived to right by a species of justifiable chicanery. And I forgot all about the youth whose battle we had fought and won, until I found myself ordering his breakfast, and having his cricket- bag taken out to my cab.
Raffles was waiting for me in the Albany courtyard. I thought he was frowning at the sky, which was not what it had been earlier in the morning, until I remembered how little time there was to lose.
'Haven't you seen anything of him?' he cried as I jumped out.
'Of whom, Raffles?'
'Teddy, of course!'
'Teddy Garland? Has he gone out?'
'Before I got in,' said Raffles, grimly. 'I wonder where the devil he is!'
He had paid the cabman and taken down the bag himself. I followed him up to his rooms.
'But what's the meaning of it, Raffles?'
'That's what I want to know.'
'Could he have gone out for a paper?'
'They were all here before I went. I left them on his bed.'
'Or for a shave?'
'That's more likely; but he's been out nearly an hour.'
'But you can't have been gone much longer yourself, Raffles, and I understood you left him fast asleep?'
'That's the worst of it, Bunny. He must have been shamming. Barraclough saw him go out ten minutes after me.'
'Could you have disturbed him when you went?'
Raffles shook his head.
'I never shut a door more carefully in my life. I made row enough when I came back, Bunny, on purpose to wake him up, and I can tell you it gave me a turn when there wasn't a sound from in there! He'd shut all the doors after him; it was a second or two before I had the pluck to open them. I thought something horrible had happened!'
'You don't think so still?'
'I don't know what to think,' said Raffles, gloomily; 'nothing has panned out as I thought it would. You must remember that we have given ourselves away to Dan Levy, whatever else we have done, and without doubt set up the enemy of our lives in the very next street. It's close quarters, Bunny; we shall have an expert eye upon us for some time to come. But I should rather enjoy that than otherwise, if only Teddy hadn't bolted in this rotten way.'
Never had I known Raffles in so pessimistic a mood. I did not share his sombre view of either matter, though I confined my remarks to the one that seemed to weigh most heavily on his mind.
'A guinea to a gooseberry,' I wagered, 'that you find your man safe and sound at Lord's.'
'I rang them up ten minutes ago,' said Raffles. 'They hadn't heard of him then; besides, here's his cricket- bag.'
'He may have been at the club when I fetched it away—I never asked.'
'I did, Bunny. I rang them up as well, just after you had left.'
'Then what about his father's house?'
'That's our one chance,' said Raffles. 'They're not on the telephone, but now that you're here I've a good mind to drive out and see if Teddy's there. You know what a state he was in last night, and you know how a thing can seem worse when you wake and remember it than it did at the time it happened. I begin to hope he's gone straight to old Garland with the whole story; in that case he's bound to come back for his kit; and by Jove, Bunny, there's a step upon the stairs!'
We had left the doors open behind us, and a step it was, ascending hastily enough to our floor. But it was not the step of a very young man, and Raffles was the first to recognise the fact; his face fell as we looked at each other for a single moment of suspense; in another he was out of the room, and I heard him greeting Mr. Garland on the landing.
'Then you haven't brought Teddy with you?' I heard Raffles add.
'Do you mean to say he isn't here?' replied so pleasant a voice—in accents of such acute dismay—that Mr. Garland had my sympathy before we met.
'He has been,' said Raffles, 'and I'm expecting him back every minute. Won't you come in and wait, Mr. Garland?'
The pleasant voice made an exclamation of premature relief; the pair entered, and I was introduced to the last person I should have suspected of being a retired brewer at all, much less of squandering his money in retirement as suggested by his son. I was prepared for a conventional embodiment of reckless prosperity, for a pseudo-military type in louder purple and finer linen than the real thing. I shook hands instead with a gentle, elderly man, whose kindly eyes beamed bravely amid careworn furrows, and whose slightly diffident yet wholly cordial address won my heart outright.
'So you've lost no time in welcoming the wanderer!' said he. 'You're nearly as bad as my boy, who was quite bent on seeing Raffles last night or first thing this morning. He told me he should stay the night in town if necessary, and he evidently has.'
There was still a trace of anxiety in the father's manner, but there was also a twinkle in his eyes, which kindled with genial fires as Raffles gave a perfectly truthful account of the young man's movements (as distinct from his words and deeds) overnight.
'And what do you think of his great news?' asked Mr. Garland. 'Was it a surprise to you, Raffles?'
Raffles shook his head with a rather weary smile, and I sat up in my chair. What great news was this?
'This son of mine has just got engaged,' explained Mr. Garland for my benefit. 'And as a matter of fact it's his engagement that brings me here; you gentlemen mustn't think I want to keep an eagle eye upon him; but Miss Belsize has just wired to say she is coming up early to go with us to the match, instead of meeting at Lord's, and I thought she would be so disappointed not to find Teddy, especially as they are bound to see very little of each other all day.'
I for my part was wondering why I had not heard of Miss Belsize or this engagement from Raffles. He must himself have heard of it last thing at night in the next room, while I was star-gazing here at the open window. Yet in all the small hours he had never told me of a circumstance which extenuated young Garland's conduct if it did nothing else. Even now it was not from Raffles that I received either word or look of explanation. But his face had suddenly lit up.
'May I ask,' he exclaimed, 'if the telegram was to Teddy or to you, Mr. Garland?'
'It was addressed to Teddy, but of course I opened it in his absence.'
'Could it have been an answer to an invitation or suggestion of his?'
'Very easily. They had lunch together yesterday, and Camilla might have had to consult Lady Laura.'
'Then that's the whole thing!' cried Raffles. 'Teddy was on his way home while you were on yours into town! How did you come?'
'In the brougham.'
'Through the Park?'
'Yes.'
'While he was in a hansom in Knightsbridge or Kensington Gore! That's how you missed him,' said Raffles confidently. 'If you drive straight back you'll be in time to take him on to Lord's.'
Mr. Garland begged us both to drive back with him; and we thought we might; we decided that we would, and were all three under way in about a minute. Yet it was considerably after eleven when we bowled through Kensington to a house that I had never seen before, a house since swept away by the flowing tide of flats, but I can still see every stone and slate of it as clearly as on that summer morning more than ten years ago. It stood just off the thoroughfare, in grounds of its own out of all keeping with their metropolitan environment; they ran from one side-street to another, and further back than we could see. Vivid lawn and towering tree, brilliant beds and crystal vineries, struck one more forcibly (and favourably) than the mullioned and turreted mansion of a house. And yet a double stream of omnibuses rattled incessantly within a few yards of the steps on which the three of us soon stood
