But may I ask where you saw mine?
_yours_ was in Miss Ercildoune's possession." "As was yours," was answered after a moment's hesitation,--Surrey thought, with visible reluctance.

His heart flew into his throat.

"She has my picture,--she has spoken of me," he said to himself.

"I wonder what her father will think,--what he will do.

Come, I will to the point immediately." "Mr.Ercildoune," said he, aloud, "you know something of me?
of my position and prospects ?" "A great deal." "I trust, nothing disparaging or ignoble." "I know nothing for which any one could desire oblivion." "Thanks.