Then, steadfast in her new good behavior, she inquired "if he wanted any thing more to-night ?" "Confound you! no! Yes; stop." And the young man took a furtive investigation of the plain, honest face, and not over-graceful, ultra-provincial figure, which still characterized his aunt's "South Sea Islander." "I say, Elizabeth, I want you to do something for me." He spoke so civilly, almost coaxingly, that Elizabeth turned round surprised.
"Would you just go and ask the landlady if she has got such thing as a latch key ?" "A what, Sir ?" "A latch-key--a--oh, she knows.

Every London house has it.

Tell her I'll take care of it, and lock the front door all right.

She needn't be afraid of thieves." "Very well, Sir." Elizabeth went, but shortly reappeared with the information that Mrs.
Jones had gone to bed: in the kitchen, she supposed, as she could not get in.

But she laid on the table the large street door key.
"Perhaps that's what you wanted, Mr.Leaf.Though I think you needn't be the least afraid of robbers, for there's three bolts, and a chain besides." "All right!" cried Ascott, smothering down a laugh.