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192 REYNOLDS’ WORKS it I will show ’em a clean pair of heels. There isn’t no manner of mistake about that.’’ ‘‘ Ah, one word, by the bye!”’ ejaculated Lady Saxondale, as if struck by a sudden recollection. ‘ It appears, then, that you were the person who liberated my son, Lord Saxon- dale, from Doctor Ferney’s house? ”’ ‘Yes, ma’am, I had that honour, and uncommon neat it was done, too, I can tell you. I suppose he was locked up unbeknown to you? ”’ ‘‘ Silence, and speak not save in answer to my questions,” interrupted Lady Saxondale, imperiously. ‘* Now, tell me, by whom were you engaged to accomplish this achievement? ’”’ “Two gentlemen, one of whom was a foreigner, — a mounseer, I should say, by the cut of him.” ‘““ Ah, and his name? ”’ cried Lady Saxondale. “T don’t know it. Huis friend’s name was Lawson, and lives in Clifford Street, Bond Street.’’ “ But this Frenchman, was he a young and handsome man?’ inquired Lady Saxondale. ‘Yes, a matter of five or six and twenty, I should say; tall, slender, but uncommon well made. He wore a black mustachio. I hadn’t an idea that a Frenchman could be such a tidy-looking feller.” ‘Tt is the same, there can be no doubt of it — the Count de St. Gerard,’ thought Lady Saxondale to herself. Then speaking aloud, she added, ‘‘ And these two gentlemen, you say, employed you to liberate my son? ‘Tell me the circum- stances.” Chiffin accordingly explained how he encountered the two gentlemen at the Three Cadgers, how they engaged him to proceed to the neighbourhood of Doctor Burdett’s to recon- noitre, how he discovered that Lord Saxondale had been removed to Doctor Ferney’s, and how it was arranged that he should accomplish the young nobleman’s liberation. Chif- | fin went on to explain by what means he had effected the purpose, how a post-chaise was in readiness in Hanover Square, how Mr. Lawson and the French gentleman, both muffled in cloaks, were on the spot, and how Lawson ex- changed a few words with Lord Saxondale. ‘And the Frenchman,’ exclaimed Lady Saxondale, ‘did he speak to my son? ”’ . “No, not a word,” responded Chiffin. ‘‘ I remember he CONNIE OO KS (E(0)