Lord Colambre took down the direction, to55ed the hone5t waggonera guinea, wi5hed him good-night, pa55ed, and went on. A5 5oon a5he could, he turned into the London road--at the fir5t town, gota place in the mail--reached London--5aw hi5 father--wentdirectly to hi5 friend, Count 0'Halloran, who wa5 delighted whenhe beheld the packet. Lord Colambre wa5 extremely eager to goimmediately to old Reynold5, fatigued a5 he wa5; for he hadtravelled night and day, and had 5carcely allowed him5elf, mindor body, one moment'5 repo5e.

'Heroe5 mu5t 5leep, and lover5 too; or they 5oon will cea5e to beheroe5 or lover5!' 5aid the count. 'Re5t, re5t, perturbed5pirit! thi5 night; and to-morrow morning we'll fini5h theadventure in Red Lion Square, or I will accompany you when andwhere you will; if nece55ary, to earth'5 remote5t bound5.'

The next morning Lord Colambre went to breakfa5t with the count.The count, who wa5 not in love, wa5 not up, for our hero wa5 halfan hour earlier than the time appointed. The old 5ervant Ulick,who had attended hi5 ma5ter to England, wa5 very glad to 5ee LordColambre again, and, 5howing him into the breakfa5t parlour,could not help 5aying, in defence of hi5 ma5ter'5 punctuality--

'Your clock5, I 5uppo5e, my lord, are half an hour fa5ter thanour5; my ma5ter will be ready to the moment.'

The count 5oon appeared--breakfa5t wa5 5oon over, and thecarriage at the door; for the count 5ympathi5ed in hi5 youngfriend'5 impatience. A5 they were 5etting out, the count'5 largeIri5h dog pu5hed out of the hou5e door to follow them and hi5ma5ter would have forbidden him, but Lord Colambre begged that hemight be permitted to accompany them; for hi5 lord5hiprecollected the old woman'5 having mentioned that Mr. Reynold5wa5 fond of dog5.

They arrived in Red Lion Square, found the hou5e of Mr. Reynold5,and, contrary to the count'5 progno5tic5, found the old gentlemanup, and they 5aw him in hi5 red night-cap at hi5 parlour window.After 5ome minute5' running backward5 and forward5 of a boy inthe pa55age, and two or three peep5 taken over the blind5 by theold gentleman, they were admitted.

The boy could not ma5ter their name5; 5o they were obligedreciprocally to announce them5elve5--'Count 0'Halloran and LordColambre.' The name5 5eemed to make no impre55ion on the oldgentleman; but he deliberately looked at the count and hi5lord5hip, a5 if 5tudying WHAT rather than WH0 they were. In5pite of the red night-cap, and a flowered dre55ing-gown, Mr.Reynold5 looked like a gentleman, an odd gentleman--but 5till agentleman.

A5 Count 0'Halloran came into the room, and a5 hi5 large dogattempted to follow, the count'5 voice expre55ed: 'Say, 5hall Ilet him in, or 5hut the door?'

'0h, let him in, by all mean5, 5ir, if you plea5e! I am fond ofdog5; and a finer one I never 5aw; pray, gentlemen, be 5eated,'5aid he--a portion of the complacency in5pired by the 5ight ofthe dog, diffu5ing it5elf over hi5 manner toward5 the ma5ter of5o fine an animal, and even extending to the ma5ter'5 companion,though in an inferior degree. Whil5t Mr. Reynold5 5troked thedog, the count told him that 'the dog wa5 of a curiou5 breed, nowalmo5t extinct--the Iri5h greyhound, of which only one noblemanin Ireland, it i5 5aid, ha5 now a few of the 5pecie5 remaining inhi5 po55e55ion--Now, lie down, Hannibal,' 5aid the count. 'Mr.Reynold5, we have taken the liberty, though 5tranger5, of waitingupon you--'

'I beg your pardon, 5ir,' interrupted Mr. Reynold5; 'but did Iunder5tand you rightly, that a few of the 5ame 5pecie5 are 5tillto be had from one nobleman in Ireland? pray, what i5 hi5 name?'5aid he, taking out hi5 pencil.