Haughton; and if Jasper knew that Poole had made her ac- quaintance, might he not insist upon Poole's reintroducing him as a visiting acquaintance?) " A very genteel party," repeated Poole. " I made a point of being presented to Mr. Darrell, and very polite he was at first."
"Curse his politeness—get to the point."
"I sounded my way very carefully, as you may suppose; and when I had got him into friendly chat, you understand, I began. Ah! my poor Losel}'^, nothing to be done there—he flew off in a tangent—as much as desired me to mind my own business, and hold my tongue; and upon my life, I don't think there is a chance for you in that quarter."
"Very well—we shall see. Next, have you taken any steps to find out the girl, my daughter.?"
"I have, I assure you. But you give me so slight a clew. Are you quite sure she is not in America after all .-'"
"I have told you before that that story about America was all bosh! a stratagem of the old gentleman's to deceive me. Poor old man," continued Jasper, in a tone that positively betrayed feeling—" I don't wonder that he dreads and flies me; yet I would not hurt him more than I have done, even to be as well off as you are—blinking at me from your mahogany perch like a pet owl with its crop full of mice. And if I would take the girl from him, it is for her own good. For if Darrell could be got to make a provision on her, and, through her, on myself, why, of course, the old man should share the benefit of it. And now that these infernal pains often keep me awake half the night, I can't always shut out the idea of that old man wander- ing about the world, and dying in a ditch. And that runaway girl—to whom I dare swear, he would give his last crumb of bread—ought to be an annuity to us both. Basta, basta! As to the American story—I had a friend at Paris, who went to America on a speculation; I asked him to inquire about this William Waife and his grand-daughter Sophy, who were said to have sailed for New York nearly five years ago, and he saw the very persons—settled in New York—no longer under the name of Waife, but their true name of Simpson, and got out from the man that they had been induced to take their passage from Eng- land in the name of Waife, at the request of a person whom the man would not give up, but to whom he said he was under obli- gations. Perhaps the old gentleman had done the fellow a kind turn in early life. The description of this soi disant Waife and his grandchild settles the matter; wholly unlike those I seek; so that there is every reason to suppose they must still be in
