al in the common room, and, naturally enough, of the commonest fare,
for making him pay eight florins--eight florins and some kreutzers--for
his dinner? Why, our dinner here for two people was handsomely paid at
six florins a head, and yet you bring in a bill of eight florins against
that poor wretch."

I saw now that, what between the blinding effects of his indignation,
and certain changes which time and the road had worked in my appearance,
it was more than probable I should escape undetected, and so I affected
to busy myself with some articles of his luggage that lay scattered
about the room until I could manage to slip away.

"Touch nothing, my good fellow!" cried he, angrily; "send my own people
here for these things. Let my courier come here--or my valet!"

This was too good an opportunity to be thrown away, and I made at once
for the door; but at the same instant it was opened, and Mary Crofton
stood before me. One glance showed me that I was discovered; and there
I stood, speechless with shame and confusion. Rallying, however, after a
moment, I whispered, "Don't betray me," and tried to pass out Instead of
minding my entreaty, she set her back to the door, and laughingly cried
out to her brother,--

"Don't you know whom we have got here?"

"What do you mean?" exclaimed he.

"Cannot you recognize an old friend, notwithstanding all his efforts to
cut us?"

"Why--what--surely it can't be--it's not possible--eh?" And by this time
he had wheeled me round to the strong light of the window, and then,
with a loud burst, he cried out, "Potts, by all that's ragged! Potts
himself! Why, old fellow, what could you mean by wanting to escape us?"
and he wrung my hand with a cordial shake that at once brought the blood
back to my heart, while his sister completed my happiness by saying,--

"If you only knew all the schemes we have planned to catch you, you
would certainly not have tried to avoid us."

I made an effort to say something,--anything, in short,--but not a word
would come. If I was overjoyed at the warmth of their greeting, I was
no less overwhelmed with shame; and there I stood, looking very pitiably
from one to the other, and almost wishing that I might faint outright
and so finish my misery.

With a woman's fine tact, Mary Crofton seemed to read the meaning of my
suffering, and, whispering one word in her brother's ear, she slipped
away and left us alone together.

"Come," said he, good-naturedly, as