I was at once aware that it was not yours, for I had some paid bills, signed by you, at hand, with which I compared it.

Of course, my only remedy was to seek you out, although I was nearly certain, before your present denial, that the bill was a forgery." He spoke quite tranquilly still, with a perfectly respectful regret, but with the air of a man who has his title to be heard, and is acting simply in hie own clear right.

The Seraph listened, restless, impatient, sorely tried to keep in the passion which had been awakened by the hint that this wretched matter could concern or attaint the honor of his corps.
"Well! speak out!" he said impatiently.

"Details are nothing.

Who drew it?
Who forged my name, if it be forged?
Quick! give me the paper." "With every trust and every deference, my lord, I cannot let the bill pass out of my own hands until this unfortunate matter be cleared up--if cleared up it can be.