DEVENANT" "JEROME FLETCHER, Esq." Who this gentleman was, and how he had found out his name and the hotel at which he was stopping, were alike mysteries to Jerome.

And this note seemed to his puzzled brain like a challenge.

"Satisfaction ?" He had not asked for satisfaction.

However, he resolved to accept the invitation, and, if need be, meet the worst.

At any rate, this most mysterious and complicated affair would be explained.
The clock on a neighboring church had scarcely finished striking three when a servant announced to Jerome that a carriage had called for him.
In a few minutes, he was seated in a sumptuous barouche, drawn by a pair of beautiful iron-grays, and rolling over a splendid gravel road entirely shaded by trees, which appeared to have been the accumulated growth of many centuries.