andyetIbelieveyouwillnotconsidermeimportunate。If，then，youwillpickupthepiecesofanoldfellow，Iaskyoutohavemysword，theletterenclosedinthis，andthephotographthatstandsonthestoveburiedwithme。MywillandtheacknowledgmentsofmypropertyarebetweentheleavesoftheByroninmytinchest;theyshouldgotoLucyTor——addressthereon。Perhapsyouwilldomethehonourtoretainforyourselfanyofmybooksthatmaygiveyoupleasure。InthePilgrim’sProgressyouwillfindsomeexcellentrecipesforTurkishcoffee，ItalianandSpanishdishes，andwashingwounds。Thelandlady’sdaughterspeaksItalian，andshewould，I
know，liketohaveFreda;thepoordogwillmissme。IhavereadofoldIndianwarriorstakingtheirhorsesanddogswiththemtothehappyhunting—grounds。Fredawouldcome——nobleanimalsaredogs！Sheeatsonceaday——agoodlargemeal——andrequiresmuchsalt。Ifyouhaveanimalsofyourown，sir，don’tforget——allanimalsrequiresalt。Ihavenodebts，thankGod！Themoneyinmypocketswouldburymedecently——notthatthereisanydanger。AndIamashamedtowearyyouwithdetails——theleastamancandoisnottomakeafuss—
—andyethemustbefoundready。——Sir，withprofoundgratitude，yourservant，\"ROGERBRUNE。\"
Everythingwasashehadsaid。Thephotographonthestovewasthatofayounggirlofnineteenortwenty，dressedinanold—fashionedstyle，withhairgatheredbackwardinaknot。Theeyesgazedatyouwithalittlefrown，thelipsweretightlyclosed;theexpressionofthefacewaseager，quick，wilful，and，aboveall，young。
Thetintrunkwasscentedwithdryfragmentsofsomeherb，thehistoryofwhichinthattrunkmanknowethnot……Therewereafewclothes，butveryfew，allolderthanthoseheusuallywore。BesidestheByronandPilgrim’sProgresswereScott’sQuentinDurward，CaptainMarryat’sMidshipmanEasy，apocketTestament，andalongandfrightfullystiffbookontheartoffortifyingtowns，muchthumbed，andbearingdate1863。ByfarthemostinterestingthingIfound，however，wasadiary，keptdowntotheprecedingChristmas。Itwasapatheticdocument，fullofcalculationsofthepriceofmeals;