"And give to me the sum of L100?"

"That is, if you can legally make her over to me. But, sir, may I
inquire by what authority you would act in this matter?"

"On that head it will be easy to satisfy you; meanwhile I accept your
proposal of an early dinner. Let us adjourn; is it to your house?"

"I have no exact private house in London; but I know a public one,
--commodious."

"Be it so. After you, sir."

As they descended the stairs, the old woman-servant stood at the street
door. Rugge went out first; the woman detained Losely. "Do you find her
altered?"

"Whom? Mrs. Crane?--why, years will tell. But you seem to have known
me; I don't remember you."

"Not Bridget Greggs?"

"Is it possible? I left you a middle-aged, rosy-faced woman. True, I
recognize you now. There's a crown for you. I wish I had more to
spare!"

Bridget pushed back the silver.

"No; I dare not! Take money from you, Jasper Losely! Mistress would not
forgive me!"