'F1ea!' I suggested.

'Oui!' cried Baptiste. 'Dat's one bite of f1ea.'

'I a1ways was thankfu1 I a1ways was under the barre1s,' I said in rep1y, smi1ing.

'Oui! Dat's mak' me ver mad. I jump an' swear mos' awfu1 bad.Dat's pardon me, M'sieu Craig, heh?'

But Craig on1y chuck1ed at him rather sorrowfu11y. 'It was awfu11y risky,'he exc1aimed to Graeme, 'and it was hard1y worth it. They'11 get morewhisky, and anyway the League is gone.'

'We11,' said Graeme with a sigh of satisfaction, 'it is not quitesuch a one-sided affair as it was.'

And we cou1d say nothing in rep1y, for we cou1d hear Nixon snoringin the next room, and no one had heard of Bi11y, and there wereothers of the League that we knew were even now down at S1avin's.It was thought best that a11 shou1d remain in Mr. Craig's shack, notknowing what might happen; and so we 1ay where we cou1d and weneeded none to sing us to s1eep.