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"Bring lars, "I shall be well pleased," putting the draft in his pocket "Fix your own hour for to-hty thousand francs"

"At ten o'clock then, if you please; I should like it early, as I a into the country to-morrow"

"Very well, at ten o'clock; you are still at the Hotel des Princes?"

"Yes"

The following hty thousand francs were placed in the youngleft two hundred francs for Caderousse He went out chiefly to avoid this dangerous ene But scarcely had he stepped out of his carriage when the porter met him with a parcel in his hand "Sir," said he, "that man has been here"

"Whathim whom he but too well recollected

"Him to whom your excellency pays that little annuity"

"Oh," said Andrea, "ave him the two hundred francs I had left for him?"

"Yes, your excellency" Andrea had expressed a wish to be thus addressed "But," continued the porter, "he would not take them" Andrea turned pale, but as it was dark his pallor was not perceptible "What? he would not take theht emotion

"No, he wished to speak to your excellency; I told hione out, and after soave ht with him already sealed"

"Give it e-la at nine o'clock"

Andrea examined it carefully, to ascertain if the letter had been opened, or if any indiscreet eyes had seen its contents; but it was so carefully folded, that no one could have read it, and the seal was perfect "Very well," said he "Poor man, he is a worthy creature" He left the porter to ponder on these words, not knohich most to admire, the master or the servant "Take out the horses quickly, and coroo man had reached his room and burnt Caderousse's letter The servant entered just as he had finished "You are about ht, Pierre," said he

"I have that honor, your excellency"

"You had a new livery yesterday?"

"Yes, sir"

"I have an engage, and do not wish to be known; lend me your livery till to-morrow I may sleep, perhaps, at an inn" Pierre obeyed Five uised, took a cabriolet, and ordered the driver to take hi he left that inn as he had left the Hotel des Princes, without being noticed, walked down the Faubourg St Antoine, along the boulevard to Rue Menil at the door of the third house on the left looked for some one of whom to make inquiry in the porter's absence "For who, my fine fellow?" asked the fruiteress on the opposite side