"
"Hah! a widow; well, what does she want? I don't know her."
"No, sir, and she don't know you; but she told me if you did not come at
once, to give you this paper to read."
Vanslyperken took the paper, and walking to the window of a shop in
which there was a light, contrived to decipher as follows:--
"SIR,
"The lady who lived in Castle Street has sent me a letter,
and a parcel, to deliver up into your own hands, as the
parcel is of value. The bearer of this will bring you to
my house.
"Your very obedient,
"JANE WILLIAMS."
_Two o'clock_.
"Where does your mistress live, little girl?" enquired Vanslyperken, who
immediately anticipated the portrait of the fair widow set in diamonds.
"She lives in one of the publics on the hard, sir, on the first floor,
while she is furnishing her lodgings."
"One of the publics on the hard; well, my little girl, I will go with
you."
"I have been looking for you everywhere, sir," said the little girl,
walking, or rather trotting by the side of Vanslyperken, who
strided along.
"Did your mistress know the lady who lived in Castle Street?"
"O yes, sir, my mistress then lived next door to her in Castle Street,
but her lease was out, and now she has a much larger house in William
Street, but she is painting and furnishing all so handsome, sir, and so
now she has taken the first floor of the 'Wheatsheaf' till she can get
in again.
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