tenant for the old house, and the family will all start for the
Continong next week."

"Well, Jasmin, I hope you will contrive to suit your new employer as
well as you appear to have suited my friend. Landlord, let him have some
dinner, and he had better perhaps wait here till Mr. Cleon comes down
this evening."

When Mr. Cleon arrived a couple of hours later, Jasmin was duly
presented to him. The mulatto scrutinised him keenly and seemed pleased
with his appearance, which was decidedly superior to that of the
ordinary run of Jeameses. He finished by asking him for his
testimonials.

"I have none with me, sir," answered Jasmin, discreetly emphasising the
_sir_. "I can only refer you to my late master, Mr. Madgin, of Deepley
Walls, who will gladly speak as to my qualifications and integrity."

"That being the case, I will take you for the present on the
recommendation of Mr. Deedes, and will write Mr. Madgin in the course of
a post or two. You can go up to Bon Repos at once, and I will induct you
into your new duties to-morrow."

Jasmin thanked Mr. Cleon respectfully and withdrew. Ten minutes later,
with his modest valise in his hand, he set out for his new home. He and
Mr. Deedes did not see each other again. Next day Mr. Deedes announced
that he was summoned home by important letters. He bade the landlord and
Cleon a friendly farewell, and left early on the following morning in
time to catch the first train from Windermere going south.