But as it cared very little to do this, from angular disabilities, three bright gas-lights were burning in soft covers, and fed the little room with a rich, sweet glow.

And here shone one of the partners of the bank, a very pleasant-looking gentleman, and very nicely dressed.
"Major Hockin," he said, after looking at the card, "will you kindly sit down, while I make one memorandum?
I had the pleasure of knowing your uncle well--at least I believe that the late Sir Rufus was your uncle." "Not so," replied the Major, well pleased, however.

"I fear that I am too old to have had any uncle lately.

Sir Rufus Hockin was my first cousin." "Oh, indeed! To be sure, I should have known it, but Sir Rufus being much your senior, the mistake was only natural.

Now what can I do to serve you, or perhaps this young lady--Miss Hockin, I presume ?" "No," said his visitor, "not Miss Hockin.