In the hope of meeting again the fair creature whose image filled my soul, I had frequented theatres, operas, and mixed much in society, but to no purpose; on this head I was still doomed to suffer the most provoking disappointment.
One evening, I returned late from the office in Hatton Garden; my uncle was from home, and a great press of business had detained me beyond the usual dinner-hour, which was at six.

The porter had scarcely admitted me into the hall, when one of the footmen, with whom I was a great favourite, addressed me with an air of mystery which I thought highly amusing, he seemed so anxious to impress me with the importance of the news he had to communicate.
"Mr.Geoffrey, Sir Alexander Moncton, my master's cousin, sir, is in the dining-room, waiting to see you; and the dinner, sir, is waiting, too.

I told him, sir, that we expected Mr.Moncton home this evening, and he bade his valet bring up his portmanteau from the hotel, and said that he would wait here till master returned." "Thank you, Saunders, for your information," cried I, hurrying off to my chamber to dress for dinner.
I felt greatly excited at the prospect of the approaching interview with the great man of the family, who might prove a powerful friend to his friendless relative.
My uncle was from home, which would afford me an opportunity of speaking for myself.

I was anxious to make a favourable impression on Sir Alexander, and took an unusual degree of pains with my toilet.
I joined Sir Alexander in the drawing-room, just as the footman announced that dinner was on the table.
Sir Alexander received me, and my apologies for detention in the office, with a mighty good grace, shook me warmly by the hand, and accompanied me into the dining-room, with the air of a man who was determined not to be cheated out of his dinner, and anxious to make up for lost time.
I did the honours as well as I could; but not without committing sundry awkward blunders; greatly to the horror of Saunders, who with toe and elbow, gave me various silent hints upon the subject, as he glided noiselessly to and fro.

This only increased my confusion, but, fortunately, my worthy relative was too much engrossed with his dinner, to notice the trifling omissions, which poor Saunders considered of such immense importance.
I was greatly relieved when the cloth was removed; and the wine and glasses were placed upon the table, and Sir Alexander and I were left alone to improve our acquaintance.
He commenced the conversation by introducing the very subject uppermost in my mind.
"Did I mistake you, young gentleman, or did you tell me, that you were a son of the late Edward Moncton ?" "His only son." "I was not aware of his marriage--still less that he left a son.