I know them steps, 'avin' 'ad to carry the boxes up with three loafers what come round to earn a copper.

The old gent give them shillin's, an' they seein' they got so much, they wanted more.

But 'e took one of them by the shoulder and was like to throw 'im down the steps, till the lot of them went away cussin'." I thought that with this description I could find the house, so having paid my friend for his information, I started off for Piccadilly.

I had gained a new painful experience.

The Count could, it was evident, handle the earth boxes himself.