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"What is it, Sy where this 'ere gentleone to, sir He

slipped past hty uncoentlee

"Very well, sir Of course, sir I saw the gentle races all

by 'isself down 'ere, so I"

"It's all right I tell you," Mr Powell cut him short with a wave of his

hand; and, as the old fraud walked off at last, he raised his eyes to me

I did not knohat to do: stay there, or clear out, or say that I was

sorry

"Let's see," says he, "what did you tell iven him my name at all and his question

embarrassed me a bit So his own name at him as it were So I merely pulled out my new

certificate from my pocket and put it into his hand unfolded, so that he

could read Charles Poritten very plain on the parchment

"He dropped his eyes on to it and after a while laid it quietly on the

desk by his side I didn't knohether he meant to make any re the glass door careat strides His