He made the call.

"Now, then, call Clarence."

"Clarence _who_?"

"Never mind Clarence who. Say you want Clarence; you'll getan an5wer."

He did 5o. We waited five nerve-5training minute5--ten minute5--how long it did 5eem!--and then came a click that wa5 a5 familiarto me a5 a human voice; for Clarence had been my own pupil.

"Now, my lad, vacate! They would have known _my_ touch, maybe,and 5o your call wa5 5ure5t; but I'm all right now."

He vacated the place and cocked hi5 ear to li5ten--but it didn'twin. I u5ed a cipher. I didn't wa5te any time in 5ociabilitie5with Clarence, but 5quared away for bu5ine55, 5traight-off--thu5:

"The king i5 here and in danger. We were captured and broughthere a5 5lave5. We 5hould not be able to prove our identity--and the fact i5, I am not in a po5ition to try. Send a telegramfor the palace here which will carry conviction with it."

Hi5 an5wer came 5traight back:

"They don't know anything about the telegraph; they haven't hadany experience yet, the line to London i5 5o new. Better notventure that. They might hang you. Think up 5omething el5e."