"He tould me if anyone came with a letter from that gentleman, I was to show him up." So saying, he led him upstairs.
"Here's a young man, your honour, with the letter you tould me about, from Mr.Fitzgerald." "Show him in," a voice said; and Walter entered a sitting room.

The gentleman who was with him said nothing, until the door was closed behind him.

Then he asked: "Has the ship come in ?" To which Walter replied: "She is sailing slowly, but she will come." "That's right," the merchant said, rising.

"Where do you come from ?" "I am Walter Davenant, a cornet in my father's troop of horse, and I have come direct from Limerick.

I have a letter for you, in my collar." He pulled off his coat, the merchant handed him a knife, he ripped open the collar, and, taking out the papers concealed there, picked out that intended for Mr.O'Brian, which was not directed, but had only a slight mark upon it to distinguish it from the others.