On his part, he surveyed Tyrrel; and, as his appearance differed, perhaps, from that for which the exterior of the Cleikum Inn had prepared him, he abated something of the air with which he had entered the room, and politely announced himself as Captain Jekyl, of the -- -- Guards, (presenting, at the same time, his ticket.) "He presumed he spoke to Mr.Martigny ?" "To Mr.Francis Tyrrel, sir," replied Tyrrel, drawing himself up--"Martigny was my mother's name--I have never borne it." "I am not here for the purpose of disputing that point, Mr.Tyrrel, though I am not entitled to admit what my principal's information leads him to doubt." "Your principal, I presume, is Sir Bingo Binks ?" said Tyrrel.

"I have not forgotten that there is an unfortunate affair between us." "I have not the honour to know Sir Bingo Binks," said Captain Jekyl.

"I come on the part of the Earl of Etherington." Tyrrel stood silent for a moment, and then said, "I am at a loss to know what the gentleman who calls himself Earl of Etherington can have to say to me, through the medium of such a messenger as yourself, Captain Jekyl.

I should have supposed that, considering our unhappy relationship, and the terms on which we stand towards each other, the lawyers were the fitter negotiators between us." "Sir," said Captain Jekyl, "you are misunderstanding my errand.

I am come on no message of hostile import from Lord Etherington--I am aware of the connexion betwixt you, which would render such an office altogether contradictory to common sense and the laws of nature; and I assure you, I would lay down my life rather than be concerned in an affair so unnatural.