Now, sir, keep that secret to yourself, and let it not pass your lips until I may think proper to ask you for it." One evening, on the second day after this, he reached his hotel at six o'clock, and was about to enter, when a young lad, dancing up to him, asked in a whisper if that was for him, at the same time presenting a note.

The other, looking at it, saw that it was addressed to him only by his initials.
"I think it is, my boy," said he; "from whom did it come, do you know ?" The lad, instead of giving him any reply, took instantly to his heels, as if he had been pursued for life and death, without even waiting to solicit the gratuity which is usually expected on such occasions.

Our friend took it for granted that it had come from the fortune-teller, Ginty Cooper; but on opening it he perceived at a glance that he must have been mistaken, as the writing most certainty was not that of this extraordinary sibyl.

The hand in which she had written his name was precisely such as one would expect from such a woman--rude and vulgar -- whereas, on the contrary, that in the note was elegant and lady-like.
The contents were as follows: "Sir,--On receipt of this you will, if you wish to prosper in that which you have undertaken to accomplish, hasten to Ballytrain, and secure the person of a young man named Fenton, who lives in or about the town.

You will claim him as the lawful heir of the title and property of Red Hall, for such in fact he is.