On the staircase they met a beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen, who looked with anxiety at the stranger.
"M.

Morrel is in his room, is he not, Mademoiselle Julie ?" said the cashier.
"Yes; I think so, at least," said the young girl hesitatingly.

"Go and see, Cocles, and if my father is there, announce this gentleman." "It will be useless to announce me, mademoiselle," returned the Englishman.

"M.

Morrel does not know my name; this worthy gentleman has only to announce the confidential clerk of the house of Thomson & French of Rome, with whom your father does business." The young girl turned pale and continued to descend, while the stranger and Cocles continued to mount the staircase.