He was full of plans "for his gentleman's coming out strong, and like a gentleman," and urged me to begin speedily upon the pocket-book which he had left in my possession.

He considered the chambers and his own lodging as temporary residences, and advised me to look out at once for a "fashionable crib" near Hyde Park, in which he could have "a shake-down." When he had made an end of his breakfast, and was wiping his knife on his leg, I said to him, without a word of preface,-- "After you were gone last night, I told my friend of the struggle that the soldiers found you engaged in on the marshes, when we came up.

You remember ?" "Remember!" said he.

"I think so!" "We want to know something about that man--and about you.

It is strange to know no more about either, and particularly you, than I was able to tell last night.