have found him! And surely I know that hand!' said Lord Colambre
to himself, looking more closely at the direction.

The original direction was certainly in a handwriting well known to him
it was Lady Dashfort's.

'That there cheese, that you're looking at so cur'ously,' said the
waggoner, has been a great traveller; for it came all the way down from
Lon'on, and now it's going all the way up again back, on account of not
finding the gentleman at home; and the man that booked it told me as how
it came from foreign parts.'

Lord Colambre took down the direction, tossed the honest waggoner a
guinea, wished him good-night, passed, and went on. As soon as he could,
he turned into the London road--at the first town, got a place in the
mail--reached London--saw his father--went directly to his friend, Count
O'Halloran, who was delighted when he beheld the packet. Lord Colambre
was extremely eager to go immediately to old Reynolds, fatigued as
he was; for he had travelled night and day, and had scarcely allowed
himself, mind or body, one moment's repose.

'Heroes must sleep, and lovers too; or they soon will cease to be heroes
or lovers!' said the count. 'Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! this night;
and to-morrow morning we'll finish the adventure in Red Lion Square, or
I will accompany you when and where you will; if necessary, to earth's
remotest bounds.'

The next morning Lord Colambre went to breakfast with the count. The
count, who was not in love, was not up, for our hero was half an hour
earlier than the time appointed. The old servant Ulick, who had attended
his master to England, was very glad to see Lord Colambre again, and,
showing him into the breakfast parlour, could not help saying, in
defence of his master's punctuality--

'Your clocks, I suppose, my lord, are half an hour faster than ours; my
master will be ready to the moment.'

The count soon appeared--breakfast was soon over, and the carriage at
the door; for the count sympathised in his young friend's impatience.
As they were setting out, the count's large Irish dog pushed out of the
house door to follow them and his master would have forbidden him, but
Lord Colambre begged that he might be permitted to accompany them;
for his lordship recollected the old woman's having mentioned that Mr.
Reynolds was fond of dogs.

They arrived in Red Lion Square, found the house of Mr. Reynolds, and,
contrary to the count's prognostics, found the old gentleman up, a