Miss Jane looked at her brother; he assented, and she read:-- 'My dear William,--You will be astonished, not very agreeably, I am afraid, to learn that I am still in the land of the living. I have been in a state of abject poverty for years. I will not trouble you with the particulars of my wretched career. I have burnt up my stomach with drink. Insanity has addled my brain. I am a beggar, and go about the country--I am ashamed to say it for your sake--playing the bagpipes. In my mad fits I have repeatedly tried to commit suicide. At present I am quite sane; the only difficulty I have is to reconcile my being Robert Chartres with the fact that I am also Bonnie Prince Charlie. I write this in London; and I am going to start at once and at last to try and come to you. It would be better to kill myself; but I am too great a coward when I am sane. I want to enjoy comfort once more before I die. If I do not reach you within a month after this letter, I think you may conclude that I am dead. 'I am, your brother, 'Robert Chartres.' All eyes turned on the writer of the letter. He was fast asleep in his chair, smiling like a child. 'Briscoe,' said Lee, you recognised and submitted to the _deus ex machina_ at once. I would have fought longer, and might yet have conquered. I am sorry the conclusion is so inartistic, so improbable. There is nothing more absurd than reality. Clacher, my fine fellow, you played a bold game; as the attempt of a mad rascal it was very fair. What a lot of mad people there are! How small the world is! Ah!' he cried, as Frank and Muriel entered, 'my good lovers! I believe you are even now thanking me for my opposition.' 'Who is this young gentleman?' asked Mr. Chartres. 'Oh! I found him at the north wall; I knew he would be there,' said Muriel, radiant, and scarcely knowing what she said. 'Do you frequently find young gentlemen and bring them here in this way?' 'Oh, papa! His name is Frank Hay, and we are going to be married.' 'I have never seen your like, Muriel,' said Lee, leaving the room. Briscoe followed him, bestowing a surly nod on Dempster. But Caroline before she went timidly kissed the hand of the injured man. THE END