appeal in my distress, I began almost to despair. At last, at the corner of a street, I ran into the arms of one who was evidently a gentleman, and who, in all his appointments, from his furred great-coat to the fine cigar which he was smoking, comfortably breathed of wealth. Much as my face has changed from its original beauty, I still retain (or so I tell myself) some traces of the youthful lightness of my figure. Even veiled as I then was, I could perceive the gentleman was struck by my appearance: and this emboldened me for my adventure. ‘Sir,’ said I, with a quickly beating heart, ‘sir, are you one in whom a lady can confide?’ ‘Why, my dear,’ said he, removing his cigar, ‘that depends on circumstances. If you will raise your veil—’ ‘Sir,’ I interrupted, ‘let there be no mistake. I ask you, as a gentleman, to serve me, but I offer no reward.’ ‘That is frank,’ said he; ‘but hardly tempting. And what, may I inquire, is the nature of the service?’ But I knew well enough it was not my interest to tell him on so short an interview. ‘If you will accompany me,’ said I, ‘to a house not far from here, you can see for yourself.’ He looked at me awhile with hesitating eyes; and then, tossing away his cigar, which was not yet a quarter smoked, ‘Here goes!’ said he, and with perfect politeness offered me his arm. I was wise enough to take it; to prolong our walk as far as possible, by more than one excursion from the shortest line; and to beguile the way with that sort of conversation which should prove to him indubitably from what station in society I sprang. By the time we reached the door of my lodging, I felt sure I had confirmed his interest, and might venture, before I turned the pass-key, to beseech him to moderate his voice and to tread softly. He promised to obey me: and I admitted him into the passage and thence into my sitting-room, which was fortunately next the door. ‘And now,’ said he, when with trembling fingers I had lighted a candle, ‘what is the meaning of all this?’ ‘I wish you,’ said I, speaking with great difficulty, ‘to help me out with these boxes—and I wish nobody to know.’ He took up the candle. ‘And I wish to see your face,’ said he. I turned back my veil without a word, and looked at him with every appearance of