"Well," he said, slowly, "I guess it is," and he re-read the last sentence of the paragraph in the newspaper:
"The prisoner insisted that he was Harold Scarsdale, and could prove his identity. He was accompanied by a woman who claimed to be Mrs. Robert Allingford, wife of the well-known United States Consul at Christchurch. The prisoner was remanded till this morning."
"Have you a brother?"
"Yes."
"Has he ever been arrested?"
"Arrested! Why, I've spent most of my time for the past twenty years in bailing him out."
"But why has my husband taken his name?" she demanded.
"That is a matter you'll have to settle with Scarsdale; and if you look as you do now, I'm real sorry for him," he replied.
"You don't care a bit!" she cried.
"Oh, yes I do; but I want you to see it from its humorous side," he answered.