the paapers to-morra betther not ride back. There'll be a million kodaks on the Boulevard."

Just then a tall man raised his hat to Colonel Ogilvie and said:

"My motor is here, sir, and I shall be very happy if you will use it for the lady. The chauffeur will leave you where you wish."

"Thank you exceedingly. I shall be very grateful. I dare say I can get somebody to bring my horse to the stables; I couldn't leave my daughter alone after such a shock."

"I'll see to it, sorr," said the sergeant, who had come close. Colonel Ogilvie gave him his card and said:

"We are at the Holland House. Come up and see me some time to-morrow morning. I have some gratitude to express to you and your men!"

Whilst this conversation was going on a slim young man came up to Athlyne and raising his hat said:

"Can I do anything for you, sir. It will be a pleasure I assure you." Athlyne summed him up a glance as a soldier.

"Thanks, old fellow," he said, impulsively holding out his hand. "You're a soldier aren't you—a cavalry man?"

"No. Field Artillery 27th Battery. But we're all cavalry at West Point. I knew you were a soldier when I saw you ride—let alone what you did. What can I do?"

"If it wouldn't trouble you too much I wish you'd get some one to bring my horse to the Exchange in Seventh Avenue. You see I want to avoid all this fuss and kodaking."

"I should love to; what a noble animal he is. But I shan't send him. If you don't mind I'll ride him myself. Catch me missing a ride on a horse like that. May I come and see you after."

"Delighted. Manhattan Hotel." They bowed and