The next morning, however, I went out with the intention of calling on Piccolomini to get the bill of exchange cashed, but on my way I happened to go into a coffee-house and to meet Rigerboos, Therese’s friend, whose acquaintance the reader has already made. After greeting each other, and talking about Therese, who was now in London and doing well, I shewed him my bill, telling him the circumstances under which I had it. He looked at it closely, and said, “It’s a forgery, and the original from which it was copied was honoured yesterday.” He saw that I could scarcely believe it, and told me to come with him to be convinced of the truth of what he said. He took me to a merchant of his acquaintance, who shewed me the genuine bill, which he had cashed the day before for an individual who was unknown to him. In my indignation I begged Rigerboos to come with me to Piccolomini, telling him that he might cash it without remark, and that otherwise he would witness what happened. We arrived at the count’s and were politely received, the count asking me to give him the bill and he would send it to the bank to be cashed, but Rigerboos broke in by saying that it would be dishonoured, as it was a mere copy of a bill which had been cashed the evening before. Piccolomini pretended to be greatly astonished, and said that, “though he could not believe it, he would look into the matter.” “You may look into it when you please,” said I, “but in the mean time I should be obliged by your giving me five hundred florins.” “You know me, sir,” said he, raising his voice, “I guarantee to pay you, and that ought to be enough.” “No doubt it would be enough, if I chose; but I want my money.” At this his wife came in and began to take her part in the dispute, and on the arrival of the count’s man, a very cut-threat, Rigerboos took hold of me by the arm and drew me forcibly away. “Follow me,” said he, when we were outside, “and let me see to this business myself.” He took me to a fine-looking man, who turned out to be the lieutenant of police, and after he had heard the case he told me to give him the bill of exchange and to say where I was going to dine. I told him I should be at M. d’O----‘s, and saying that would do he went off. I thanked Rigerboos, and went to Esther, who reproached me tenderly for not having been to see her the evening before. That flattered me, and I thought her a really charming girl. “I must take care,” said I, “not to see you every day, for your eyes have a sway over me that I shall not be able to resist much longer.” “I shall believe as much of that as I choose, but, by-the-by, have you thought of any way of convincing me?” “What do you want to be convinced about?” “If it be true that there is in your cabala an intelligence distinct from your own you ought to be able to find some way of proving it to me.” “That is a happy thought; I will think it over.” At that moment her father came in from the Exchange, and we sat down to dinner.