believe, by yourself. Now that it is transacted, I beg you to dine
with me to-morrow to meet my niece. No offence, sir, no offence.
Come, come! Business, you know, business.

Don Jose (relaxing). Be it so! I will come. (Aside.) These
Americanos, these Americanos, are of the Devil! (Aloud.) Adios.
(Going.) I hear, by report, that you have met with the misfortune
of a serious loss by robbery?

Old Morton (aside). So our mishap is known everywhere. (Aloud.)
No serious misfortune, Mr. Castro, even if we do not recover the
money. Adios.

[Exit Don Jose.

Old Morton. The stiff-necked Papist! That he should dare, for the
sake of his black-browed, froward daughter, to--question the faith
on which I have pinned my future! Well, with God's blessing, I
gave him some wholesome discipline. If it were not for my covenant
with Alexander--and nobly he has fulfilled his part,--I should
forbid his alliance with the blood of this spying Jesuit.

Enter Mr. JACKSON, leading in CAPPER.

Jackson. Policeman, sir. [Exit.

Capper (turning sharply). Who's that man?

Old Morton. Jackson, clerk.