of them with Mr. Temple--also the cover of the letter, on which was a
specimen of the forged writing and the private seal.

"I am going to the king. In my absence, Mr. Temple, think for me--I know
you feel for me. The object is to discover the authors of this forgery."

"My lord, may I consult with Mr. Alfred Percy?"

"Yes--with no other person."

It was not Lord Oldborough's day for doing business with the king. He was
late--the king was going out to ride. His majesty received the minister as
usual; but notwithstanding the condescension of his majesty's words and
manner, it was evident to Lord Oldborough's penetration, that there was a
coldness and formality in the king's countenance.

"I beg I may not detain your majesty--I see I am late," said Lord
Oldborough.

"Is the business urgent, my lord?"

"No, sir; for it concerns principally myself: it can, therefore, wait your
majesty's leisure at any hour your majesty may appoint."

The king dismounted instantly.

"This moment, my lord, I am at leisure for any business that concerns your
lordship."

The king returned to the palace--Lord Oldborough followed, and all the