But Mr. Dunbar took no notice of this. He sat with the newspaper in his hand, and did not deign to lift his eyes to his companion, after that first brief question. He was accustomed to be waited upon, and to look upon the people who served him as beings of an inferior class: and he had no idea of troubling himself about this gentlemanly-looking clerk from St. Gundolph Lane. Joseph Wilmot stopped suddenly upon the other side of the table, near which Mr. Dunbar sat, and, laying his hand upon it, said quietly— "You asked me just now who I was, Mr. Dunbar." The banker looked up at him with haughty indifference. "Did I? Oh, yea, I remember; and you told me you came from the office. That is quite enough." "Pardon me, Mr. Dunbar, it is not quite enough. You are mistaken: I did not say I came from the office in St. Gundolph Lane. I told you, on the contrary, that I came here as a substitute for another person, who was ordered to meet you." "Indeed! That is pretty much the same thing. You seem a very agreeable fellow, and will, no doubt, be quite as useful as the original person could have been. It was very civil of Mr. Balderby to send some one to meet me—very civil indeed." The Anglo-Indian's head sank back upon the morocco cushion of the easy-chair, and he looked languidly at his companion, with half-closed eyes. Joseph Wilmot removed his hat. "I don't think you've looked at me very closely, have you, Mr. Dunbar?" he said. "Have I looked at you closely!" exclaimed the banker. "My good fellow, what do you mean?" "Look me full in the face, Mr. Dunbar, and tell me if you see anything there that reminds you of the past." Henry Dunbar started. He opened his eyes widely enough this time, and started at the handsome face before him. It was as handsome as his own, and almost as aristocratic-looking. For Nature has odd caprices now and then, and had made very little distinction between the banker, who was worth half a million, and the runaway convict, who was not worth sixpence. "Have I met you before?" he said. "In India?" "No, Mr. Dunbar, not in India. You know that as well as I do. Carry your mind farther back. Carry it back to the time before you went to India." "What then?"