“ There’s the cabby now, sir,” ex claimed the girl, pointing out a stupid looking man who was in tlic act of removing a nose-bag from the head of his horse. “ The very one, as I’ll swear to, sir, afore the Lord Mayor, if it’s necessary. He took the poor young lady from our house, as he -won’t dare to deny, sir, not to my face,” Crafton approached the man and opened a conversation by producing half-crown which‘he displayed alluringly between bis fingers. “ My good fellow,” ho exclaimed, “ I want you to refresh your memory and answer me a few questions. Do you remember taking a young lady and her servant, about two weeks ago, from Number Four, Queen’s Crescent ? ” “ Don’t you go for to deny it! ” in terrupted Sukey, severely, fixing her gaze upon the cabman. “ I’ll swear you did it, and it was I that fetched you. The truth, young man ! ” “ I ain’t going for to deny it! ” declared the cabman, indignantly. “Why should I deny it? You comes for me at the time you specifies and I goes. What of it ? I did take the. voung lady and a rare pretty nn she was too, and her old fnrriu servant along of her. What of that ? ” and he glared at his interlocutors, not softened by the glitter of the half-crown. “ To what place did yon convey the Xonng lady ? ” asked Crafton. “ Yes,” cried Sukey, judicially, “ that’s the question. Where did von take her ? The truth, young man, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth ! ” “ I ain’t going to lie, not for no arf crown,” said the cabman, sulkily. “ I took the young lady to the place she ordered. There’s where I took her ! ” * l And that place ? ” demanded Craf ton. “Be still, my good girl. Y r ou do not need to interfere. Here’s five shil lings for yon, my fine fellow. And now teli mo where yon took the young lady. 