Excerpt: ""Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the Lord."-Proverbs xviii, 22. "Have those urgent dispatches come in from Berlin, Deedes?" "Captain Hammerton has not yet arrived, " I answered. "Eleven o’clock! Tut, tut! Every moment’s delay means greater risk, " and the Earl of Warnham, Her Majesty’s Principal Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, strode up and down his private room, with his hat still on, impatiently snapping his bony fingers in agitation quite unusual to him. "Hammerton wired from Berlin yesterday, when on the point of leaving, " I observed, taking a telegram from the table before me. "In cipher?" "Yes." "No accident is reported in the papers, I suppose?" "Nothing in the Times, " I replied. "Strange, very strange, that he should be so long overdue, " the Earl said, at last casting himself into his padded chair, and lounging back, his hands thrust deep into his pockets as he stared thoughtfully into space."