She did so, to return a few moments later with the information that the gentleman "had rung for his boots, and would be down to breakfast in a few minutes." "I wonder what you will have to say for yourself when you see me, Mr.
Hayle," I muttered.

"You will find that I am not to be so easily shaken off as you imagine." I accordingly made my way to the dining-room, and seating myself at a table, ordered a cup of coffee and an egg.

The London egg is not a favourite of mine, but I was prepared to eat a dozen of them if necessary, if by so doing I could remain in the room long enough to find myself face to face with Gideon Hayle.

Several people put in an appearance and commenced their morning repast, but when a quarter of an hour had elapsed and the man I wanted had not presented himself, my patience became exhausted and I went in search of my _hourie_ of the bar.
"My friend's a long time coming down," I said, "I hope he has not gone out to breakfast ?" "You must be mistaken," she answered.

"I saw him come down-stairs nearly a quarter of an hour ago.