of which transports me to extasy, his mother will be proclaimed innocent, and he, my Margaret, his father’s heir.” No signature was added to these letters; but it was now my turn to be _cautious_. I gave Mr. Flamall, not the most exact translation of their contents; and he observed, that they would do you more harm than good; for it was clear you were a bastard; and had lost your best friend, who had happily left you enough for bread, assisted by your industry. I was soon the friend of Keith; from him I only got hints, that quickened my curiosity. His wife was more pliant. She informed me, that Mrs. Duncan had written a long letter to Joseph Jago four days before she died; and had, in her hearing, desired that Mr. Flamall should send it to his house. Her husband was entrusted with it, and the gentleman was told, that his partner had received it, and had promised to forward it without delay. Now, added she, I know this was a lie, for it was in Mr. Flamall’s pocket at the time, and this is nothing to what I could say if I chose. “I was, as yet,” continued Simons, “only on the threshold;” and I forbore to press my questions. Flamall was _close_; and yet I found he was in cash. Keith had also money; and it was my business to diminish his stock. This was soon effected; and one night he said, that he had been a cursed fool; for he might have made a man of himself had he insisted on his due. I urged him, however, by reminding him, that he ought to have known Flamall and the jade his sister. Yes, replied he, but they are always too cunning for me; though I know what was in the pocket case; and so does my wife; one, of ten, only of the notes, came to my share for all my trouble. I could not get more from him; but I knew then my next step was to the Minories. Your mother’s Joseph Jago was a rich Jew merchant, and I found his house without difficulty. I was received into an office of business, where several clerks were at the desk, and one who appeared to take the lead, civilly asked me my business. My enquiries led to his answers. “Mr. Jago’s absence was undetermined; but any letters or commissions I might have, would be punctually sent him _to Cadiz_ with his own letters.” “Could I be favoured with his address?” “Certainly, but he had reason to believe his friend was then at Madrid; however, any letters directed for him to the house of Jachimo de Castros would reach him.” He courteously desired one of the young men to write the address, and presenting it to me, I withdrew.