lawyer by the
hair, he bade him rise, at the same time giving a sharp twist to the
ornamental appendage of his cranium. But the hair yielded to the motion
of his hand, and the entire scalp scaled off, bringing with it the huge
parti-colored whiskers, and revealing a beautiful head of black, curly
hair, where the mixed color had before predominated!

"What does this mean? Methinks I have seen that head of hair before,"
said Henry Carroll.

"The face is not of the natural color," added Dr. Vaudelier, remarking
that the skin of the forehead, which the wig had concealed, was very
white, and almost transparent, while the face was besmeared with the
color that composed the florid complexion of the attorney.

"Take off his spectacles, Hatchie," said Henry.

The glasses were removed, and a pair of piercing black eyes glared upon
them.

"It is Maxwell, by ----," shouted Jaspar, who had in some measure
recovered from the exhaustion of his struggle with Vernon, and had
watched with much anxiety the "unearthing" of his confederate.

"It is Maxwell," responded Hatchie, tearing open the vest which
encircled the attorney's portly form, and displaying the cushion that
had been used to extend his corporation.

"Merciful Heaven! how narrowly have I escaped!" exclaimed Emily, laying
her head in giddy faintness upon the shoulder of Henry, who, at the
moment he was at liberty, had flown to her side.

At this moment Mr. Faxon entered, and saw, with astonishment, the
evidence of the recent fray.

"Justice is triumphant, I see," said he, taking Emily by the hand, and
affectionately congratulating her upon her return to Bellevue.

"Heaven has been more indulgent to me than I deserve,--has preserved me
from a thousand perils I knew not of; and has, at last, placed me again
in this haven of repose!" replied Emily.

"Bless His holy name, my child; for, though we forget Him, He can never
forget us!" said the minister, devoutly.

"Well, gentlemen," interrupted Jaspar, with a bitter scowl, "I trust,
when you have finished your cant, you will depart, and leave me in
peace."

"We will, at this lady's pleasure," said Dr. Vaudelier.

"Hell! would you trifle with me?" roared Jaspar, rising in a passion.
"Would you turn me out of my house?"

"Never yours, Mr. Dumont! Heaven has restored the innocent and oppressed
to her rights," answered Mr. Faxon, calmly.

"Uncle," said Emily, earnestly, "let me entreat you to lay aside the
terrible