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 resolve that I could summon up. For some time he gazed into my face, still holding up the candle. `Well,' said he at last, `and where do you wish them taken?'

I knew that I had gained my point; and it was with a tremor in my voice that I replied. `I had thought we might carry them between us to the corner of Euston Road,' said I, `where, even at this late hour, we may still find a cab.'

`Very good,' was his reply; and he immediately hoisted the heavier of my trunks upon his shoulder, and taking one handle of the second, signed to me to help him at the other end. In this order we made good our retreat from the house, and without the least adventure, drew pretty near to the corner of Euston Road. Before a house, where there was a light still burning, my companion paused. `Let us here,' said he, `set down our boxes, while we go forward to the end of the street in quest of a cab. By doing so, we can still keep an eye upon their safety, and we avoid the very extraordinary figure we should otherwise present - a young man, a young lady, and a mass of baggage, standing castaway at midnight on the streets of London.' So it was done, and the event proved him to be wise; for long before there was any word of a cab, a policeman appeared upon the scene, turned upon us the full glare of his lantern, and hung suspiciously behind us in a doorway.

`There seem to be no cabs about, policeman,' said my champion, with affected cheerfulness. But the constable's answer was ungracious; and as for the offer of a cigar, with which this rebuff was most unwisely followed up, he refused it point-blank, and without the least civility. The young gentleman looked at me