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ALFRED DE ROSANN. 25 turers living on their wits, his own conduct in con- cealing the papers must have appeared strange. could now account for the coldness, and ready ac- quiescence, with which Belle-Rose heard his plan of leaving France and undertaking a journey to London. He remembered that Belle-Rose had himself insisted upon purchasing the two portmanteaus ; and made no doubt but that he had procured a couple exactly re- sembling each other. He called to mind his late com- panion’s attention to the packing and unpacking of the baggage, and a thousand little circumstances hitherto unaccountable. But he could not help feeling an internal satisfaction when he said to himself, “Belle- Rose thinks he possesses documents that will. imme- diately deliver a considerable sum of money into his hands: and he is mistaken. The biter is still bit. He may discover where it is, but he cannot touch one centime of the treasure.”’ } And De Rosann rubbed his hands with delight as this ideaffttted across his mind. He But his joy was as evanescent as the noise occasioned by the whizzing arrow shot past us; for he again recollected, that per- haps those documents, through his carelessness, might be now for ever lost to the rightful heir, whom their contents would so essentially serve. Stung by this re- flection, and aware of the urgent necessity there ex- isted of communicating as speedily as possible with certain parties in London before Belle-Rose could have time to deceive them, he ordered a post-chaise, flung himself into it, and soon had reason to acknow- ledge that the rate of travelling in England was con- -siderably superior to that of his own country. Arrived in London, his first care was to inquire for the firm of Messieurs Robson and Co.; he fortunately recollected the name, but the address had escaped his memory. The banking-house was, however, well known; and he hastened to Threadneedle-street as - fast as a hackney-coach and a drunken driver could The vehicle stopped opposite an ex- tensive building, and De Rosann made his way, after conduct him. VOL. II.—3 (CO) nn) OOK (C@