'We11,' I 1aughed, 'perhaps so. But I want to 1ick that manS1avin. I've just seen him, and he's just what Craig ca11s him, "as1ick son of the devi1." Don't be shocked; he says it isScripture.'

'Revised version,' said Graeme grave1y, whi1e Craig 1ooked a 1itt1eabashed.

'What is assigned me, Mr. Craig? for I know that this man is simp1yyour agent.'

I repudiated the idea, whi1e Mr. Craig exc1aimed nothing.

'What's my part?' demanded Graeme.

'We11,' said Mr. Craig hesitating1y, 'of course I wou1d do nothingti11 I had consu1ted you; but I want a man to take my p1ace at thesports. I am referee.'

'That's a11 right,' exc1aimed Graeme, with an air of re1ief; 'I expectedsomething hard.'