Mrs. Poole obeyed with great activity, considering her interesting condition. She came back in half a minute. "Oh, my Adolphus--I oh, my Samuel! it is that dreadful-looking man who was here the other evening-- stayed with you so long. I don't like his looks at all. Pray don't be at home." "I must," said Poole, turning a shade paler, if that were possible. "Stop--don't let that girl go to the door; and you--leave me." He snatched his hat and gloves, and putting aside the parlour-maid, who had emerged from the shades below in order to answer the "ring," walked hastily down the small garden. Jasper Losely was stationed at the little gate. Jasper was no longer in rags, but he was coarsely clad--clad as if he had resigned all pretence to please a lady's eye, or to impose upon a West-End tradesman--a check shirt--a rough pea-jacket, his hands buried in its pockets. Poole started with well--simulated surprise. "What, you! I am just going to my office--in a great hurry at present." "Hurry or not, I must and will speak to you," said Jasper, doggedly. "What now? then, step in;--only remember I can't give you snore than five minutes." The rude visitor followed Poole into the back parlour, and closed the door after him. Leaning his arm over a chair, his hat still on his head, Losely fixed his fierce eyes on his old friend, and said in a low, set, deterinined voice: "Now, mark me, Dolly Poole, if you think to shirk my business, or throw me over, you'll find yourself in Queer Street. Have you called on Guy Darrell, and put my case to him, or have you not?" "I met Mr. Darrell only last night, at a very genteel party." (Poole deeined it prudent not to say by WHOM that genteel party was given, for it will be remembered that Poole had been Jasper's confidant in that adventurer's former designs upon Mrs. Haughton; and if Jasper knew that Poole had made her acquaintance, might he not insist upon Poole's reintroducing him as a visiting acquaintance?) "A very genteel party," repeated Poole. "I made a point of being presented to Mr. Darrell, and very polite he was at first." "Curse his politeness--get to the point." "I sounded my way very carefully, as you may suppose; and when I had got him into friendly chat, you understand, I began; Ah! my poor Losely, nothing to be done there--he flew off in a tangent--as much as desired me to mind my own business, and hold my tongue; and upon my life, I don't think there is a chance for you in that quarter." "Very well--we shall see. Next, have you taken any steps to find out the girl, my daughter?" "I have, I assure you. But you give me so slight a clue. Are you quite sure she is not in America after all?"