About six o'clock, Senator Muirhead and Judge Key arrived, and a more nervous man than the former I never saw. In a few minutes the Peruvian Minister and Consul arrived, and we proceeded in carriages to Don Pedro's house, the Senator remaining at the hotel, however. We left the carriages a short distance away, so as not to attract attention, and, while Mr. Bangs's two men stationed themselves to watch the house, the rest of my party ascended the steps and were admitted by Salter. "The family are still at dinner," said Salter, "but they are finishing the dessert, and I presume Don Pedro will go to the billiard-room after dinner to smoke, as usual." "Give him my card as he leaves the dining-room," I said, "and tell him that I am waiting to see him in the drawing-room." In a few minutes, Don Pedro and Lesparre rose from the table, and Salter gave my card to the former. "Pinkerton! Pinkerton! I don't know any one of that name; do I, Lesparre?" "Possibly it may be some gentleman having business with you in connection with the _fête_," suggested Lesparre. "Ah! very true; where is he, George? I will see him at once," said the Don, unsuspectingly. Salter led the way to the drawing-room, where I alone was waiting, the rest of the party having waited in the vestibule. As he entered, followed by Lesparre, I rose and said: "Juan Sanchez, I arrest you, and you are now my prisoner!" and, so saying, I put my hand on his shoulder. He turned very pale, and sat down in the nearest chair, while Lesparre quickly brought him a glass of water. I then continued: "Juan Sanchez, or José Gomez more properly, we will retire to the library if you wish, as we may be interrupted here by the arrival of some of your friends, and I do not wish to expose you at present." "What do you mean by addressing me in this manner?" he replied, trying to regain his composure. "My name is neither Sanchez nor Gomez." "It is a long time since you have been so called," I answered, "but your victims in Brazil and Peru still retain the names in their memories without difficulty. I will now present to you the Minister of Peru and the Peruvian Consul at New York, both of whom have taken a lively interest in your past life and actions." Just as I spoke, the Donna and Madame Sevier entered, and the former, seeing the abject appearance of her husband, asked what was the matter. "Your husband is a prisoner, madam," I replied; "and as our interview would be painful to you, I must ask you to withdraw for the present at least."