The searching office of this Registry was, like the others, inconvenient, small, and often crowded. The policy of the clerks was, therefore, to despatch the inquirers as fast as possible, so as to ensure a rapid change of visitors and a streaming influx of half-crowns. On the second day of Mr. Wallace's search the trouble he had given on the previous day for his money was intelligibly hinted to him. He was broadly told that he was "very much in the way;" for room was so much required that some applicants were plainly told that they must "come again to-morrow." To others who had not their inquiries ready cut and dried, in a business form, and who threatened long explanations respecting testators, a deaf ear was turned, or a pretended search was made, and they were told "there was no such will in the place." A pleasant case occurred on the second morning. An illiterate laborer tried to make the officials understand that an uncle of his wife had, he had heard, left him a legacy, and "he wanted to know the rights o' it." He gave the name and the exact date of the death, and a clerk retired under pretence of searching for the document. In a very short time he returned with-- "No such will in the place--half-a-crown, please." "Half-a-croone?" said the countryman, "Wat vor?" "Half-a-crown!" repeated the clerk. "Wat, vor telling me nought?" "Half-a-crown!" was again let off with a loud explosion, over the stiff embrasure of white cravat. "But darn me if oi pay't," persisted the expectant legatee. "Half-a-crown!" The countryman went on raising a storm in the office, in midst of which the "Half-a-crown!" minute guns were discharged with severe regularity. At length, however, the agriculturist was obliged to succumb, and after a mighty effort to disinter the coin from under a smock-frock, and out of the depths of a huge pocket and a leather purse, the poor man was obliged to produce and pay over what was probably a fifth of his week's earnings. This circumstance having attracted Mr. Wallace's attention and pity, he took a note of the name of the testator; and, after the inquirer had left, found it in the Calendar, and by-and-by, by dint of a little manoeuvring, got a sight of the will. In it he actually found that the poor man _had_ been left a small legacy.