A. M. Williamson and C. N. Williamson

“ Great Heligoland! The shock I got when—at that moment of all others, my eyes dazzled with a dream—I saw the real Princess Margaret! Somehow I blundered through the meeting with her and didn't utterly disgrace myself. But I made an excuse about taking a friend to a train, and bolted as soon as I could. I didn't come straight here. I went back to the window where I'd seen the face, the vision, the ghost, whatever it was. No one was there. A curtain was pulled across, And I remembered then that I'd always seen it covered. Say, princess, do you think I'm going mad, just when I hoped I was cured? ”

“ Just for an instant a small, hatchet face peered at me, and vanished as if its owner had been snatched away by a strong hand; but I had time to say to myself, “Like father like son!” And I smiled in remembering that Jim Courtenaye had called the Scarletts' heir a “venomous little brute.”
At last came the day when the Princess Avalesco, Mrs. Dobell, and a maid were to motor down and take possession of Dun Moat. Terry—much thanked through the telephone for supplying the place with servants—was on the spot before them. ”

“ I suppose now you'll go up to London——”
“No,” said Terry; “I shall stay here, And I can't feel that the money's wasted in taking Dun Moat. Just seeing such a face as I've seen is worth every sovereign.”
“Face?” I echoed.
“Yes. I told you I'd fallen in love, You must have guessed it was with some one at Dun Moat, as I've been nowhere else.”
I hadn't guessed that! But I wasn't going to let him know that my guesses had come home to roost!
“It can't be Mrs. Dobell,” I said, “because you've seen her before, and she's old. Has the princess got a beautiful Cinderella for a maid, and——”
“No—no!” ”