"More of this presently. William returned to town, living hardly and penuriously on the little his brother bestowed on him, too melancholy and too poor for the luxury of a newspaper, and never saw our advertisement, till, as luck would have it, his money was out; he had heard nothing further of his brother, and he went for new assistance to the same relation who had before aided him. This relation, to his surprise, received the poor man very kindly, lent him what he wanted, and then asked him if he had not seen our advertisement. The newspaper shown him. contained both the advertisements--that relating to Mr. Morton's visitor, that containing his own name. He coupled them both together--called on me at once. I was from town on your business. He returned to his own home; the next morning (yesterday morning) came a letter from his brother, which I obtained from him at last, and with promises that no harm should happen to the writer on account of it." Vaudemont took the letter and read as follows: "DEAR WILLIAM,--No go about the youngster I went after: all researches in vane. Paris develish expensive. Never mind, I have sene the other--the young B--; different sort of fellow from his father--very ill--frightened out of his wits--will go off to the governor, take me with him as far as Bullone. I think we shall settel it now. Mind as I saide before, don't put your foot in it. I send you a Nap in the Seele--all I can spare. "Yours, "JEREMIAH SMITH. "Direct to me, Monsieur Smith--always a safe name--Ship Inn, Bullone." "Jeremiah--Smith--Jeremiah!" "Do you know the name then?" said Mr. Barlow. "Well; the poor man owns that he was frightened at his brother--that he wished to do what is right--that he feared his brother would not let him--that your father was very kind to him--and so he came off at once to me; and I was very luckily at home to assure him that the heir was alive, and prepared to assert his rights. Now then, Mr. Beaufort, we have the witness, but will that suffice us? I fear not. Will the jury believe him with no other testimony at his back? Consider!--When he was gone I put myself in communication with some officers at Bow Street about this brother of his --a most notorious character, commonly called in the police slang Dashing Jerry--" "Ah! Well, proceed!" "Your one witness, then, is a very poor, penniless man, his brother a rogue, a convict: this witness, too, is the most timid, fluctuating, irresolute fellow I ever saw; I should tremble for his testimony against a sharp, bullying lawyer. And that, sir, is all at present we have to look to." "I see--I see. It is dangerous--it is hazardous. But truth is truth; justice--justice! I will run the risk." "Pardon me, if I ask, did you ever know this brother?--were you ever absolutely acquainted with him--in the same house?"