introduced you to me at the station?" he said. "Oh," she answered, laughing, "that's generally the last bit of information my friends get about me. It has terminated my acquaintance with a lot of gentlemen. Do you think you'd better ask it, just when we are beginning to know one another?" "Are you another Lohengrin," he said, "and will a white swan come and carry you off as soon as you've told me?" "More probably a cable-car," she replied, "seeing we're in New York." "Then I shall defer the evil day as long as possible," he answered. "You seem to forget," she returned, "that[Pg 27] I don't know as yet what our business relations are to be." [Pg 27] "And you seem to forget," he replied, "that there are still some strawberries left on that dish." She sighed regretfully, saying: "I'm afraid they must go till next time—if there's to be a next time." Banborough vowed to himself that instead of confining the advertisement of his book to the city alone, he would extend it to Harlem and Brooklyn—yes, and to all New York State, if need be, rather than forego the delight of her society. "Isn't your father an English bishop?" continued Miss Arminster, interrupting his reverie. "Now how on earth did you know that?" exclaimed Cecil. The little actress laughed. "Oh, I know a lot of things," she said. "But I was merely going to suggest that we call you 'Bishop' for short. Banborough's much too long a name for ordinary use. What[Pg 28] do you say, boys?" turning to the men of the company. [Pg 28] A chorus of acclamation greeted this sally, and to the members of the A. B. C. Company Cecil Banborough was 'the Bishop' from that hour. "And now," said the Englishman, "that you've christened me, suppose we come to the business in hand?" Every one was at once intently
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