'But,' interposed Turk, 'what if these personal marks should be mere coincidences, and no relationship exists between Anthony Bullpit and Mr. Glover?' 'We shall learn that very soon,' I replied. 'I shall send him this copy of the Remarkable Discovery with a few words of my own. If he is quiet after their receipt, we may be sure that our suspicions are correct. I know that he is a scoundrel--I have been convinced of that all along, Turk, notwithstanding your defence of him--and I believe him to be a coward. We shall see. Will you let me be present while you are paying him the balance you owe him?' 'I have no objection, Chris.' 'And if I happen to say something to him--something to the point--you'll not mind, perhaps.' 'Say whatever you like, Chris, my boy.' 'I want a promise from you, Turk. Not a word of all this to Jessie.' 'All right, Chris.' Exactly at twelve o'clock Mr. Glover entered the shop. I was in the back-room, and I listened quietly to the few words that passed, in the course of which Turk told Mr. Glover that he was enabled to pay him the balance of the account between them. Mr. Glover said that it might stand, if Turk wished, but Turk insisted on paying him, and produced the money. As Mr. Glover was signing the receipt to the bond, Turk threw open the door of the room in which I was sitting, and said, 'Chris, perhaps you would not mind witnessing Mr. Glover's signature.' Mr. Glover looked up with anger in his face, and our eyes met. I quietly placed my name on the paper as a witness, and then, with a glance at Mr. Glover's signature, I handed the paper to Turk. 'So now, Turk,' I said, with a smile, 'I am your creditor instead of Mr. Glover.' I saw that Turk did not understand why I made this apparently unnecessary statement. 'Oh,' said Mr. Glover, with a sneer, 'it is your money, then, with which Turk West has paid his debt!' 'Yes,' I replied. 'Turk is safer in my hands than in the hands of a moneylender who charges sixty per cent. What was it you said yesterday, Turk? Curse all professional moneylenders, wasn't it? So say I.' Mr. Glover glanced from me to Turk, and from Turk to me, while his face grew dark with passion. 'I have been thinking, Turk,' I continued, regarding Mr. Glover steadily, what would be the value of a receipt for money paid, supposing the name of the person at the foot of the paper is not his own. How would it stand in law, Mr. Glover? Supposing a person whose real name was Bullpit----' I saw instantly that the shot had taken effect The dark shade of passion disappeared from Mr. Glover's face, which was now quite white. Added to this, the startled exclamation which escaped him was a sufficient confirmation. 'You shall hear from me,' he said, in a thick voice, as he turned to leave the shop. 'You shall hear from me first,' I replied; within two hours I will leave a letter for you at your house.'