Now, will you let me have the number of the note, if you still have it?
I wish you also to make a note of the date as well as the number." "Yes, yes, I see," returned the grocer.

"You may require my books as corroborative evidence; that is often the way.

Excuse me; I will be back directly." All that Daddy Tantaine had desired was executed with the greatest rapidity, and he and the grocer parted on the best terms, and the tradesman watched his visitor's departure, perfectly satisfied that he had been assisting a police officer who had deemed it fit to assume a disguise.

Daddy Tantaine cared little what he thought, and, gaining the Place de Petit Pont, stopped and gazed around as if he was waiting for some one.

Twice he walked round it in vain; but in his third circuit he came to a halt with an exclamation of satisfaction, for he had seen the person of whom he had been in search, who was a detestable looking youth of about eighteen years of age, though so thin and stunted that he hardly appeared to be fifteen.
The lad was leaning against the wall of the Quay St.Michel, openly asking alms, but keeping a sharp lookout for the police.