"Oh!" she exclaimed impulsively, "do you know Mr.Keller ?" A presentiment of the truth occurred to my mind for the first time.
"Yes," I said; "and his son Fritz too." She trembled; the color that had risen in her face left it instantly; she looked away from me with a pained, humiliated expression.

Doubt was no longer possible.

The charming stranger was Fritz's sweetheart--and "Jezebel's Daughter." My respect for the young lady forbade me to attempt any concealment of the discovery that I had made.

I said at once, "I believe I have the honor of speaking to Miss Minna Fontaine ?" She looked at me in wonder, not unmixed with distrust.
"How do you know who I am ?" she asked.
"I can easily tell you, Miss Minna.

I am David Glenney, nephew of Mrs.
Wagner, of London.