The three last-mentioned men—Man, Longman and Quin—could all swear to the identity of the squire in possession as the real Mr. Randolph Hay, and to the fraudulent claimant as an adventurer known to them by the name of Geoffrey Delamere and the nickname of Gentleman Geff. To this party was coming Mr. and Mrs. Campbell and their daughter, Mrs. Montgomery, who could all testify to the identity of the same fraudulent claimant and bigamous bridegroom, as an ex-captain of foot in her majesty’s service, whom they had known and who had married Jennie Campbell under his real name of Kightly Montgomery. And also Mr. and Mrs. John Legg, who could certainly point out the deceived “bride,” the so-called Mrs. Randolph Hay, once called Miss Lamia Leegh, as their daughter, Lydia Legg, and the clerical impostor, the Rev. Cassius Leegh, as their son Clay Legg. All these hosts and guests would make up the receiving party who, at eight o’clock that evening, would be waiting to welcome Gentleman Geff, his lady and her brother. At six o’clock the resident party in the Hall were gathered in the drawing-room in full evening dress, waiting for their guests. Judy wore her wedding dress of cream-colored silk, trimmed with duchess lace, but without the veil or orange flowers, and with pearl jewelry instead. It was the prettiest, if not the only proper dress for the occasion that she possessed, her wardrobe being but a schoolgirl’s outfit. Ran also wore his wedding suit, because—but will this be believed of the young squire of Haymore?—it was the only dress suit with which the careless young fellow had as yet thought to provide himself! Mike, Dandy and Longman wore, also, each his “marriage garment,” which had been provided for Ran’s and Judy’s wedding, and for the like reason—that they had no others for full dress occasions. Will Walling, being the dude of dudes in society, had a choice among a score of evening suits, so much alike that none but a connoisseur could have seen any difference between them. He wore one of these. “Sort of ser’ous time, Mr. Walling,” said old Dandy, who found himself seated next to Mr. Will near the great open fire. “Don’t see why it should be for you, Mr. Quin,” said Will Walling. “No? Don’t ee, now? Well, I allus did hate a furse.” “Fuss? Why, there will not be any.” Ran, Judy, Mike and Longman, who were standing in the front bay window looking out upon the drive and chatting together, now came sauntering up to the fire. Ran inquired: “What is the matter with Dandy?” “He is afraid there will be a ‘furse,’” gravely replied Will Walling. Ran burst out laughing. Before the peals of his mirth subsided, heavy, rumbling, tumbling wheels were heard on the drive, and the “shandy-ray-dan” drew up before the Hall door. The mirthful group composed themselves to receive their first guests. The door was opened by a footman, who announced: “The Rev. Mr. Campbell, Mrs. Campbell, Mrs. Montgomery.”