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"It's all right ravely "These

papers , and these jewels to their proper owner"

"Their proper owner!" repeated the old man, shrilly; "that is La Masque

Thief-robber-housebreaker--stop!"

"My good old friend, you will do yourself a s were La Masque's, but they are so no

longer, since La Masque herself is ao!" yelled the old er

"Help! help! help!"

"You noisy old idiot!" cried Sir Nor all patience, "I will

throw you out of theif you keep up such a clamor as this I tell

you La Masque is dead!"

At this ohastly porter fell back, and becahastly than was his wont

"Dead and buried!" repeated Sir Norloo to take possession shortly How many

more servants are there here beside yourself?"

"Only one, sir--my wife Joanna In mercy's name, sir, do not turn us out

in the streets at this dreadful tinate here till you blue-ood old friend, and aders, but those who can tell you La Masque is dead!"

With which parting piece of advice Sir Nory before the door, in a state of great