d, and the umbrella became mine: it may now be
yours."

And so saying, Mr. Brown, depositing his saddle-bag on the ground,
proceeded to unfold an umbrella of singular antiquity and form,--a very
long stick, tipped with ivory, being surmounted with about a quarter of
a yard of sea-green silk, somewhat discoloured by time and wear.

"It is a beautiful article, sir," said Mr. Brown, admiringly surveying
it: "is it not?"

"Pshaw!" said Wolfe, impatiently, "what have I to do with your goods
and chattels? Go and palm the cheatings and impositions of your pitiful
trade upon some easier gull."

"Cheatings and impositions, Mr. Wolfe!" cried the slandered Brown,
perfectly aghast; "I would have you to know, sir, that I have served the
first families in the country, ay, and in this county too, and never had
such words applied to me before. Sir, there was the late Lady Waddilove,
and the respected Mrs. Minden, and her nephew the ambassador, and the
Duchess of Pugadale, and Mr. Mordaunt of Mordaunt Court, poor gentleman,
though he is poor no more," and Mr. Brown proceeded to enumerate the
long list of his customers.

Now, we have stated that Wolfe, though he had never known the rank of
Mordaunt, was acquainted with his real name, and, as the sound caught
his ear, he muttered, "Mordaunt, Mordaunt, ay, but not my former
acquaintance,--not him who was called Glendower. No, no: the man cannot
mean him."

"Yes, sir, but I do mean him," cried Brown, in a rage. "I do mean
that Mr. Glendower, who afterwards took another name, but whose real
appellation is Mr. Algernon Mordaunt of Mordaunt Court, in this county,
sir."

"What description of man is he?" said Wolfe; "rather tall, slender, with
an air and mien like a king's, I was going to say, but better than a
king's, like a freeman's?"

"Ay, ay--the same," answered Mr. Brown, sullenly; "but why should I tell
you? 'Cheating and imposition,' indeed! I am sure my word can be of no
avail to you; and I sha' n't stay here any longer to be insulted, Mr.
Wolfe, which, I am sure, talking of freemen, no freeman ought to submit
to; but as the late Lady Waddilove once very wisely said to me, 'Brown,
never have anything to do with those republicans: they are the worst
tyrants of all.' Good morning, Mr. Wolfe; gentlemen, your servant;
'cheating and imposition,' indeed! and Mr. Brown banged the door as he
departed.

"Wolfe," said Mr. Christopher Culpepper, "who is that man?"

"I know not," answ