named, and a certain colour called, he made some exclamation which even Glencora could not hear. And then another croupier put down, close to Burgo's money, certain rolls of gold done up in paper, and also certain loose napoleons.

Why doesn't he take it?' said Lady Glencora.

He is taking it,' said Alice, not at all knowing the cause of her cousin's anxiety.

Burgo had paused a moment, and then prepared to rake the money to him; but as he did so, he changed his mind, and pushed it all back again,-now, on this occasion, being very careful to place it on its former spot. Both Alice and Glencora could see that a man at his elbow was dissuading him,-had even attempted to stop the arm which held the rake. But Burgo shook him off, speaking to him some word roughly, and then again he steadied the rolls upon their appointed place. The croupier who had paused for a moment now went on quickly with his cards, and in two minutes the fate of Burgo's wealth was decided. It was all drawn back by the croupier's unimpassioned rake, and the rolls of gold were restored to the tray from whence they had been taken.

Burgo looked up and smiled at them all round the table. By this time most of those who stood around were looking at him. He was a man who gathered eyes upon him wherever he might be, or whatever he was doing; and it had been clear that he was very intent upon his fortune, and on the last occasion the amount staked had been considerable. He knew that men and women were looking at him, and therefore he smiled faintly as he turned his eyes round the table. Then he got up, and, putting his hands in his trousers pockets, whistled as he walked away. His companion followed him, and laid a hand upon his shoulder; but Burgo shook him off, and would not turn round. He shook him off, and walked on whistling, the length of the whole salon.

Alice,' said Lady Glencora, it is Burgo Fitzgerald.' Mr. Palliser had gone so deep into that question of German finance that he had not at all noticed the gambler. Alice, what can we do for him? It is Burgo,' said Lady Glencora.

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Many eyes were now watching him. Used as he was to the world and to misfortune, he was not successful in his attempt to bear his loss with a show of indifference. The motion of his head, the position of his hands, the tone of his whistling, all told the tale. Even the unimpassioned croupiers furtively cast an eye after him, and a very big Guard, in a cocked hat, and uniform, and sword, who hitherto had hardly been awake, seemed evidently to be interested by his movements. If there is to be a tragedy at these places,—and tragedies will sometimes occur,-it is always as well that the tragic scene should be as far removed as possible from the salons, in order that the public eye should not suffer.

back, almost behind a pillar.

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Lady Glencora and Alice had left their places, and had shrunk Is it he, in truth?' Alice asked. 'In very truth,' said Glencora. 'What can I do? Can I do anything? Look at him, Alice. If he were to destroy himself, what should I do then?'

Burgo, conscious that he was the regarded of all eyes, turned round upon his heel and again walked the length of the salon. knew well that he had not a franc left in his possession, but still he laughed and still he whistled. His companion, whoever he might be, had slunk away from him, not caring to share the notoriety which now attended him.

What shall I do, Alice?' said Lady Glencora, with her eyes still fixed on him who had been her lover.

Lady Glencora immediately ran up to her husband, and took him away from Mr. Grey. Rapidly she told her story,-with such rapidity that Mr. Palliser could hardly get in a word. 'Do something for him ;-do, do. Unless I know that something is done, I shall die. You needn't be afraid.'

'I'm not afraid,' said Mr. Palliser.

out of your sight. Grey. I will be

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Lady Glencora, as she went on quickly, got hold of her husband's hand, and caressed it. 'You are so good,' said she. Don't let him There; he is going. I will go home with Mr. ever so good; I will, indeed. You know what he'll want, and for my sake you'll let him have it. But don't let him gamble. If you could only get him home to England, and then do something. You owe him something, Plantagenet; do

you not?'

'If money can do anything, he shall have it.'

'God bless you, dearest! I shall never see him again; but if you could save him! There;-he is going now. Go;-go.' She pushed him forward, and then retreating, put her arm within Mr. Grey's, still keeping her eye upon her husband.

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Burgo, when he first got to the door leading out of the salon, had paused a moment, and, turning round, had encountered the big gendarme close to him. Well, old Buffer, what do you want?' said he, accosting the man in English. The big gendarme simply walked on through the door, and said nothing. Then Burgo also passed out, and Mr. Palliser quickly went after him. They were now in the large front salon, from whence the chief door of the building opened out upon the steps. Through this door Burgo went without pausing, and Mr. Palliser went after him. They both the end of the row of buildings, and then Burgo, leaving way, turned into a little path which led up the gh the t hills. That hill-side among the trees is a p during the day; but now, at nine in the ev

Palliser did not press on the other man, but followed him, and did not accost Burgo till he had thrown himself on the grass beneath a tree. You are in trouble, I fear, Mr. Fitzgerald,' said Mr. Palliser, as soon as he was close at Burgo's feet.

We will go home. Mr. Palliser has something to do,' said Lady Glencora to Mr. Grey, as soon as the two men had disappeared from her sight.

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'Is that a friend of Mr. Palliser?' said Mr. Grey.

Yes; that is, he knows him, and is interested about him. Alice, shall we go home? Oh! Mr. Grey, you must not ask any questions. He,-Mr. Palliser, will tell you everything when he sees you, that is, if there is anything to be told.' Then they all went home, and soon separated for the night. Of course I shall sit up for him,' said Lady Glencora to Alice, but I will do it in my own room. You can tell Mr. Grey, if you like.' But Alice told nothing to Mr. Grey, nor did Mr. Grey ask any questions.

CHAPTER XXXVI.

THE LANDLORD'S BILL.

'You are in trouble, Mr. Fitzgerald, I fear,' said Mr. Palliser, standing over Burgo as he lay upon the ground. They were now altogether beyond the gas-lights, and the evening was dark. Burgo, too, was lying with his face to the ground, expecting that the footsteps which he had heard would pass by him.

'Who is that?' said he, turning round suddenly; but still he was not at once able to recognise Mr. Palliser, whose voice was hardly known to him.

'Perhaps I have been wrong in following you,' said Mr. Palliser, 'but I thought you were in distress, and that probably I might help you. My name is Palliser.'

Plantagenet Palliser?' said Burgo, jumping up on to his legs and looking close into the other's face. By heavens! it is Plantagenet Palliser! Well, Mr. Palliser, what do you want of me?'

'I want to be of some use to you, if I can. I and my wife saw you leave the gaming-table just now.'

Is she here too?'

'Yes; she is here. We are going home, but chance brought us up to the salon. She seemed to think that you are in distress, and that I could help you. I will, if you will let me.'

Mr. Palliser, during the whole interview, felt that he could afford to be generous. He knew that he had no further cause for fear. He had no lingering dread of this poor creature who stood before

him. All that feeling was over, though it was as yet hardly four months since he had been sent back by Mrs. Marsham to Lady Monk's house to save his wife, if saving her were yet possible.

'So she is here, is she ;--and saw me there when I staked my last chance? I should have had over twenty thousand francs now, if the cards had stood to me.'

The cards never do stand to any one, Mr. Fitzgerald.'

'Never ;-never, never!' said Burgo. 'At any rate, they never did to me. Nothing ever does stand to me.'

'If you want twenty thousand francs,-that's eight hundred pounds, I think, I can let you have it without any trouble.' The devil you can!'

'Oh, yes. As I am travelling with my family— I wonder whether Mr. Palliser considered himself to be better entitled to talk of his family than he had been some three or four weeks back—'As I am travelling with my family, I have been obliged to carry large bills with me, and I can accommodate you without any trouble.'

There was something pleasant in this, which made Burgo Fitzgerald laugh. Mr. Palliser, the husband of Lady Glencora M'Cluskie, and the heir of the Duke of Omnium happening to have money with him! As if Mr. Palliser could not bring down showers of money in any quarter of the globe by simply holding up his hand. And then to talk of accommodating him, him, Burgo Fitzgerald, as though it were simply a little matter of convenience,—as though Mr. Palliser would of course find the money at his bankers' when he next examined his book! Burgo could not but laugh.

'I was not in the least doubting your ability to raise the money,' said he; but how would you propose to get it back again?'

'That would be at your convenience,' said Mr. Palliser, who hardly knew how to put himself on a proper footing with his companion, so that he might offer to do something effectual for the man's aid.

'I never have any such convenience,' said Burgo. Who were those women whose tubs always had holes at the bottom of them? My tub always has such a hole.'

You mean the daughters of Danaus,' said Mr. Palliser.

'I don't know whose daughters they were, but you might just as well lend them all eight hundred pounds apiece.'

There were so many of them,' said Mr. Palliser, trying a little joke. 'But as you are only one I shall be most happy, as I said before, to be of service.'

They were now walking slowly together up towards the hills, and near to them they heard a step. Upon this, Burgo turned round. 'Do you see that fellow?' said he. Mr. Palliser, who was somewhat short-sighted, said that he did not see him. 'I do, though. I don't know his name, but they have sent him out from the hotel with me, to see what I do with myself. I owe them six or seven hundred

francs, and they want to turn me out of the house and not let me take my things with me.'

That would be very uncomfortable,' said Mr. Palliser.

'It would be uncomfortable, but I shall be too many for them. If they keep my traps they shall keep me. They think I'm going to blow my brains out. That's what they think. The man lets me go far enough off to do that,-so long as it's nowhere about the house.' 'I hope you're not thinking of such a thing?"

As long as I can help it, Mr. Palliser, I never think of anything.' The stranger was now standing near to them,-almost so near that he might hear their words. Burgo, perceiving this, walked up to him, and, speaking in bad French, desired him to leave them. Don't you see that I have a friend with me?'

Oh! a friend, said the man, answering in bad English. Perhaps de friend can advance moneys?'

'Never mind what he can do,' said Burgo. You do as you are bid, and leave me.'

Then the gentleman from the hotel retreated down the hill, but Mr. Palliser, during the rest of the interview, frequently fancied that he heard the man's footfall at no great distance.

They continued to walk on up the hill very slowly, and it was some time before Mr. Palliser knew how to repeat his offer.

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So Lady Glencora is here?' Burgo said again.

'Yes, she is here. It was she who asked me to come to you,' Mr. Palliser answered. Then they both walked on a few steps in silence, for neither of them knew how to address the other.

'By George!-isn't it odd,' said Burgo, at last, that you and I, of all men in the world, should be walking together here at Baden? It's not only that you're the richest man in London, and that I'm the poorest, but- -; there are other things, you know, which make it so funny.' There have been things which make me and my wife very anxious to give you aid.'

'And have you considered, Mr. Palliser, that those things make you the very man in the world, indeed, for the matter of that, the only man in the world,-from whom I can't take aid. I would have taken it all if I could have got it, and I tried hard.'

'I know you have been disappointed, Mr. Fitzgerald.’ 'Disappointed! By G-! yes. Did you ever know any man who had so much right to be disappointed as I have? I did love her, Mr. Palliser. Nay, by heavens! I do love her. Out here I will dare to say as much even to you. I shall never try to see her again. All that is over, of course. I've been a fool about her as I have been about everything. But I did love her.'

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'It was not altogether her money. But think what it would have been to me, Mr. Palliser. Think what a chance I had, and what a