Let us have the story anyhow. Now you talk against the Irish informers. He had been left, by the death of their parents in India, guardian to a small nephew and a small niece, children of a younger, a military brother, whom he had lost two years before. "It's all a mere mistake and a worry and a joke--and we'll go home as fast as we can!" Our companion, on this, had responded with a strange, quick primness of propriety, and they were again, with Mrs.