Any one but Dick and Lord Alderby could have seen that the lady's sole motive was a desire to keep his lordship jealous. But Dick took all signs as they appeared on the surface, and when he left the playhouse it was with a flattering delusion that her hopes of seeing him soon again were from the heart. He did not observe that Lord Alderby, before handing Miss Mallby into her coach, pointed him out to a footman and hurriedly whispered some instructions. Dick went on air to his room in Green Arbor Court,--for he intended to retain his lodging there until he should find a residence perfectly to his taste. He laughed to think of a gentleman of his figure coming home to Green Arbor Court, and wondered whether such contrast was typical of any one's else career, as it was of his. The next day, to his astonishment,--for he supposed the Vauxhall girl to be the only outside person knowing where he lived,--he received in his wretched room a visit from a man dressed like a servant but evidently horrified at the rickety surroundings. This person, being assured by Dick that the latter was Mr. Richard Wetheral, handed him a letter, and fled forthwith. The letter, on clean plain paper, and in an ill-formed but fine feminine hand, read thus: "HOUNERD SIR: "I mak bolde to tell you for heavings sak taike outher lodgings and do not go neer them wch you now live att--tis a qestchun of life or Deth and sure do not go neer them at nite, this nite above all--do not waite a minute but take outher wons att wonse--from Won that noes and wch deesirs you noe harm yr respeckfull an dutyfull servt."