Sir James O'Connor fell back in his chair, and was silent for some time. He then poured out a tumbler of wine, and drank it off.

"Mr. Saunders, do others know of this as well as you?"

"I have never told any one, except to one old and dearest friend, in case of accident to myself. Mrs. St. Felix is ignorant of my knowledge, as well as others."

"Mr. Saunders, that I am most deeply interested in that person I pledge you my honour as an officer and a gentleman. Will you now do me the favour to detail all you do know on this subject, and what were the confessions made you by that man Walter James?" I have already, sir, told you more than I intended. I will be candid with you; so much do I respect and value the person in question, that I will do nothing without I have your assurance that it will not tend to her unhappiness."

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"Then, on my honour, if it turns out as I expect, it will, I think, make her the happiest woman under the sun."

"You said that the spy-glass belonged to a dear friend?"

"I did, Mr. Saunders; and if I find, from what you can tell me, that Mrs. St. Felix is the real Mrs. Fitzgerald, I will produce that friend and her husband. Now are you satisfied?"

"I am," replied I, "and I will now tell you everything." I then entered into a detail from the time that Mrs. St. Felix gave me the spy-glass, and erased the name, until the death of Spicer. "I have now

done, sir," replied I, "and you must draw your own conclusions."

"I thank you, sir,” replied he; "allow me now to ask you one or two other questions. How does Mrs. St. Felix gain her livelihood, and what character does she bear?"

I replied to the former, by stating that she kept a tobacconist's shop; and to the latter, by saying, that she was a person of most unimpeachable character, and highly respected.

Sir James O'Connor filled a tumbler of wine for me, and then his own. As soon as he had drunk his own off, he said, "Mr. Saunders, you don't know how you have obliged me. I am excessively anxious about this matter, and I wish, if you are not obliged to go back to Deal immediately, that you would undertake for me a commission to Greenwich. Any trouble or expense

"I will do anything for Mrs. St. Felix, Sir James; and I shall not consider trouble or expense," replied 1. "Will you then oblige me by taking a letter to Greenwich immediately?-I cannot leave my ship at present-it is impossible."

"Certainly I will, Sir James."

"And will you bring her down here ?"

"If she will come: the letter, I presume, will explain everything, and prevent any too sudden shock."

You are right, Mr. Saunders-and indeed I am wrong not to confide in you more. You have kept her secret so well, that, trusting to your honour, you shall now have mine."

"I pledge my honour, Sir James."

“Then, Mr. Saunders, 1 spoke of a dear friend; but the truth is, I am the owner of that spy-glass. When I returned to Ireland, and found that she had, as I supposed, made away with herself, as soon as my grief had a little subsided, I did perceive that, although her apparel remained, all her other articles of any value had disappeared; but I concluded that they had been pillaged by her relations, or other people. I then entered on board of a man-of-war, under the name of O'Connor, was put on the quarter-deck, and by great good fortune have risen to the station in which I now am. That is my secret-not that I care about its being divulged, now that I have found my wife. I did nothing to disgrace myself before I entered on board of a man-of-war; but having changed my name, I do not wish it to be known that I ever had another, until I can change it again on a fitting opportunity. Now, Mr. Saunders, will you execute my message?"

"Most joyfully, Sir James; and I now can do it with proper caution: by to-morrow morning I will be down here with Mrs. St. Felix.

"You must post the whole way, as hard as you can, there and back, Mr. Saunders. Here is some money," said he, thrusting a bundle of notes in my hand; "you can return me what is left.-Good-bye, and many, many thanks.

"But where shall I meet you, sir?"

Very true; I will be at the King's Arms Hotel, Chatham."

I lost no time; as soon as the boat put me on shore, I hired a chaise, and posted to Greenwich, where I arrived about half-past nine o'clock. I dismissed the

chaise at the upper end of the town, and walked down to Mrs. St. Felix's. I found her at home, as I erpected, and to my great delight the doctor was not there.

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'Why, Mr. Pilot, when did you come back?" said she.

"But this minute-I come from Chatham."

"And have you been home?"

"No, not yet; I thought I would come and spend the evening with you."

"With me! Why, that's something new; I don't suppose you intend to court me, do you, as the doctor does?"

No, but I wish that you would give me some tea in your little back parlour, and let Jane mind the shop in the meantime."

"Janc's very busy, Mr. Tom, so I'm afraid that I can't oblige you."

"But you must, Mrs. St. Felix. I'm determined I will not leave this house till you give me some tea-I want to have a long talk with you.'

"Why, what's in the wind now?"

"I'm not in the wind, at all events, for you see I'm perfectly sober; indeed, Mrs. St. Felix, I ask it as a particular favour. You have done me many kindnesses, now do oblige me this time: the fact is, something has happened to me of the greatest importance, and I must have your advice how to act; and, in this instance, I prefer yours to that of any other person."

"Well, Tom, if it really is serious, and you wish to consult me, for such a compliment the least I can do is to give you a cup of tea." Mrs. St. Felix ordered Jane

to take the tea-things into the back parlour, and then to attend in the shop.

"And pray say that you are not at home, even to the doctor."

"Well, really the affair looks serious," replied she, "but it shall be so if you wish it."

We took our tea before I opened the business, for I was thinking how I should commence: at last I put down my cup, and said: "Mrs. St. Felix, I must first acquaint you with what is known to no one here but myself." I then told her the history of Old Nanny; then I went on to Spicer's recognition of the spy-glass -his attempt to murder his mother, the consequences, and the disclosure on his death-bed.

Mrs. St. Felix was much moved.

"But why tell me all this?" said she, at last: "it proves, certainly, that my husband was not hanged, which is some consolation, but now I shall be ever restless until I know what has become of him—perhaps he still lives."

"Mrs. St. Felix, you ask me why do I tell you all this-I beg you to reply to my question-having known this so long, why have I not told you before?" "I cannot tell."

"Then I will tell you: because I did feel that such knowledge as I had then would only make you, as you truly say, unhappy and restless. Nor would I have told you now, had it not been that I have gained farther intelligence on board of a frigate which I this afternoon took into the Medway."

Mrs. St. Felix gasped for breath-" And what is that?" said she, faintly.