"Bones": Being Further Adventures in Mr. Commissioner Sanders' Country. Edgar Wallace

telegrams of congratulation which were poured upon him not only from the Administrator but from England.

      "If I had done anything to deserve it I would not mind," he said.

      "That is the beauty of reward," smiled Hamilton; "if you deserve things you do not get them, if you do not deserve them they come in cartloads, you have to take the thick with the thin. Think of the telegrams which ought to have come and did not."

      They took farewell of Mr. Blowter on the beach, the surf-boat waiting to carry him to a mail steamer decorated for the occasion with strings of flags.

      "There is one question which I would like to ask you," said Sanders, "and it is one which for some reason I have forgotten to ask before—can you describe Mimbimi to me so that I may locate him? He is quite unknown to us."

      Mr. Blowter frowned thoughtfully.

      "He is difficult to describe! all natives are alike to me," he said slowly. "He is rather tall, well-made, good-looking for a native, and talkative."

      "Talkative!" said Sanders quickly.

      "In a way; he can speak a little English," said the Cabinet Minister, "and evidently has some sort of religious training, because he spoke of Mark, and Luke, and the various Apostles as one who had studied possibly at a missionary school."

      "Mark and Luke," almost whispered Sanders, a great light dawning upon him. "Thank you very much. I think you said he always bowed when my name was mentioned?"

      "Invariably," smiled the Cabinet Minister.

      "Thank you, sir." Sanders shook hands.

      "O! by the way, Mr. Sanders," said Blowter, turning back from the boat, "I suppose you know that you have been gazetted C.M.G.?"

      Sanders flushed red and stammered "C.M.G."

      "It is an indifferent honour for one who has rendered such service to the country as you," said the complacent Mr. Blowter profoundly; "but the Government feel that it is the least they can do for you after your unusual effort on my behalf and they have asked me to say to you that they will not be unmindful of your future."

      He left Sanders standing as though frozen to the spot.

      Hamilton was the first to congratulate him.

      "My dear chap, if ever a man deserved the C.M.G. it is you," he said.

      It would be absurd to say that Sanders was not pleased. He was certainly not pleased at the method by which it came, but he should have known, being acquainted with the ways of Governments, that this was the reward of cumulative merit. He walked back in silence to the Residency, Hamilton keeping pace by his side.