Designing people often give themselves an enormous deal of useless trouble; and after searching his brain in vain for an expedient to get rid of the girl, Mr. Jonas suddenly recollected that the simplest was the best. There was no necessity, in short, for saying anything more than that he wished to be alone; and this he did say, at the same time drawing his handkerchief from his pocket, and applying it to his eyes, a little pantomime that was intended to aid the gentle Mary in putting a kind construction on the wish. She accordingly quitted the room, and descended to the parlor; whereupon Mr. Jonas, finding himself alone, lost no time in addressing himself to his purpose, which was to search the pockets of the deceased, wherein he found a purse containing gold and silver, various keys, and several other articles, but not the article he sought; and as he gradually convinced himself that his search was vain, his brow became overcast, angry ejaculations escaped his lips, and after taking a cursory survey of the room, he snatched up the candle, and hastily descended the stairs. "When did my uncle come here? What did he come about?" he inquired abruptly as he entered the parlor where Mary, weary and sad, was resting her head upon the table. "He came this evening, sir; but I don't know what he came about. He said he wanted to have some conversation with my father, and I went into the kitchen to leave them alone." "Then you were not in the room when the accident happened?" "What accident, sir?" "I mean, when he died." "No, sir; I had gone out to buy something for supper." "What made you go out so late for that purpose?" "My father called me in, sir, and Mr. Aldridge gave me some money." "Then nobody was present but your father?" "No, sir." "And where is he now?" "My father is very ill, sir; and it gave him such a shock, that he was obliged to go to bed." "Had my uncle nothing with him but what I have found in his pockets?" "Nothing that I know of, sir." "No papers?" "No, sir." "Go and ask your father if he saw any papers." "I'm sure he didn't, sir, or else they would be here." "Well, I'll thank you to go and ask him, however." Whereupon Mary quitted the room; and stepping up stairs, she opened, and then presently shut again, the door of her own bedroom. "It is no use disturbing my poor father," said she to herself; "I'm sure he knows nothing about any papers; and if I wake him, he will not get to sleep again all night. If he saw them, he'll say so in the morning." "My father knows nothing of the papers, sir," said she, reentering the room; "and if they're not in the pocket, I'm sure Mr. Aldridge never brought them here."