"Merely a case of mistaken identity," Jack hastened to assure her. "I had him set free in no time. And that reminds me: I ran across your brother here last evening, Allingford. It is he who has caused all the trouble. Frankly, I am almost sorry I did not give him over to the police."
"I wish you had," replied the Consul; "I wouldn't have bailed him out till my honeymoon was over. Where is he now?"
"I'm inclined to believe," replied Carrington, "that he has gone to Melton Court in search of you, in company with a man who talked some nonsense about your having stolen an elephant from him."
Allingford and Mrs. Scarsdale both began to laugh.
"I don't see anything funny about that," said Jack.
"Oh, don't you?" returned the Consul. "Well, you would if you knew the rest of the story." And in a few brief words he explained about the elephant's arrival and their subsequent flight.
"Heavens, man!" cried Carrington, "you don't seem to realise what you have let Scarsdale and your wife in for!"
"Great Scott!" exclaimed the Consul, "I never thought of that. Why, I reckon it's rampaging all over the place by this time, and the old lady must be in a perfect fury. When's the next train back? We can't get there too quickly."
"One goes in five minutes," said Jack.
"If I'd ever suspected," gasped Mrs. Scarsdale to Allingford as they rushed down the platform, "that you were laying such a trap for my poor husband——"