"This communication," replied Daveney, quietly, placing Sir Adrian's letter on the table, "is private, as you perceive; this," laying a larger document before the General, "is official. In the last, Sir Adrian informs you, that a man of the name of Lee has been, with one or two others, the chief confederate of the rebel chief Vander Roey, has assisted the Boers in every way by facilitating the trade in gunpowder, and is now on his way to the Singpoo River, where he purposes establishing a settlement, and defying the laws of the colonial government--" Here the Commissioner paused. "Well, sir!" said Sir John; "and again I desire to know why this communication is not forwarded to me directly, instead of through you." "Sir," replied Daveney, "I had imagined that my name was not altogether unknown to you." A sudden flush suffused even the bald forehead of the General; but he recovered himself instantly, and coldly remarked, "I had not forgotten it, but you will excuse my saying that the reminiscence is not agreeable to me, and expressing at the same time my perplexity at your referring to private matters when employed--very strangely, it seems to me--on official business you must excuse my requesting you to speak to the purpose for which you came." "The real name of the offender," replied the Commissioner, "is communicated in the private letter; he is a convict, who was supposed to have been wrecked in the _Trafalgar_, but who was wonderfully saved with the deserter Gray, and succeeded in reaching the Amaponda country, spent some months among Umlala's people, encouraging them in sedition, trafficking in brandy and gunpowder, and at last made his way to Vander Roey to fan the flame of rebellion among the Dutch." Mr Daveney had summoned resolution to convey the above intelligence with perfect calmness, and as he spoke he clearly perceived the inward working of the heart he probed, despite the struggle against the display of outward suffering. As he referred to the "private letter," Sir John Manvers re-seated himself, but forbore to take up the document, although his hand was impulsively stretched out to take it. At the mention of the wreck of the _Trafalgar_, the handsome face of the proud General was again deeply suffused--the flush passed away, leaving a livid ring round the eyes and mouth, and when the Commissioner ceased to speak, the countenance before him, with its ashy lips and stony orbs, more resembled that of a corpse than a living being. The stern man moved his head with the rigidity of a figure worked by springs--he waved his hand, indicating a wish to be left alone, but Daveney did not stir. Hat in hand, he still stood contemplating with an air of earnest sympathy the unfortunate Sir John Manvers--_the father of Jasper Lyle--the convict--the rebel--the doomed traitor_!