And he arose and put on his greatcoat and his cap, and turned up the collar of his coat and turned down the fall of his cap, so that but little of his face would be seen, and so walked out. Then Claudia raised the window to ventilate the room, and rang the bell to summon the waiter. "Take this service away and send the chambermaid to me," she said to him when he came. And a few minutes after he had cleared the table and left the room the chambermaid, accompanied by old Katie, entered. "Is there a dressing room connected with this chamber?" Lady Vincent inquired. "Law, no, mum! there isn't sich a place in the house," said the chambermaid. "This is intolerable! You may go; my own servants will wait on me." The girl went out. "Unpack my traveling bag and lay out my things, Katie," said Lady Vincent, when she was left alone with her nurse. But the old woman raised her hands, and rolled up her eyes, exclaiming: "Well, Miss Claudia, child!--I mean my ladyship, ma'am!--if this is Ingland, I never want to see it again the longest day as ever I live!" "Liverpool is not England, Katie." "Live-a-pool, is it? More like Die-a-pool!" grumbled old Katie, as she assisted her lady to change her traveling dress for a loose wrapper. "Now, what have you had to eat, my ladyship?" "Nothing, Katie. I felt as if I could not eat anything cooked in this ill-looking house." "Nothing to eat! I'll go right straight downstairs and make you some tea and toast myself," said Katie. And she made good her words by bringing a delicate little repast, of which Claudia gratefully partook. And then Katie, with an old nurse's tenderness, saw her mistress comfortably to bed, and cleared and darkened the room and left her to repose. But Claudia did not sleep. Her thoughts were too busy with the subject of Lord Vincent's strange conduct from the time that he had at Niagara received those three suspicious letters up to this time, when with his face hid he was walking up and down the streets of Liverpool. That he sought concealment she felt assured by many circumstances: his coming to this obscure tavern; his choosing to take his meals and smoke his pipe in his bedroom; and his walking out with his face muffled--all of which was in direct antagonism to Lord Vincent's fastidious habits; and, finally, his taking a whole carriage in the railway train, for no other purpose than to have himself and his party entirely isolated from their fellow-passengers. Lord Vincent came in early, and, thanks to the narcotic qualities of the ale, he soon fell asleep. Claudia had scarcely dropped into a doze before, at the dismal hour of three o'clock in the morning, they were roused up to get ready for the train. They made a hurried toilet and ate a hasty breakfast, and then set out for the station. It was a raw, damp, foggy morning. The atmosphere seemed as dense and as white as milk. No one could see a foot in advance. And Claudia wondered how the cabmen managed to get along at all.