"Outside! Go get the girths tight. Have you got that extra supply of cannon?"
"Yassir! I'll go. I got enough to fight de Spanish War over agin. An' dis time I'm goin' up San Juan Hill myself."
"Shut up, and get out—do what I tell you."
He turned to her nervously, but the battle-light was in the blue eyes this time.
"Your Highness," and she stopped on the step above, "I've struck the first trail of the spook that is haunting your castle; he made a mistake by poaching on other preserves!"
The girl ran her hand through her hair, excitedly, bewildered.
"What do you mean?"
"Have you any idea of who could take it?"
"Why—no! I hid it in the corner of my grip, and was sure no one could find it."
Jarvis laughed grimly.