"He has not been heard of for many years--not, indeed, since the time when his debts were paid by Sir Ferdinando.

Though Sir Giles has used every exertion for the purpose, he has never been able to discover any traces of him--and it is reasonable, therefore, to suppose that he is no more." "That is false," cried Sir Giles.

"It is true I have long sought for him in vain--but within these few days I have obtained some tidings of him, which, if followed up, will assuredly lead to his detection.

Nay more, Lanyere himself must know that he is alive, since, from the intelligence I have received, he must have been recently in company with him." "Is this assertion correct ?" said Charles, to the promoter.
"It is, your Highness," replied Lanyere; "but I had good reasons for concealing the circumstances." "Undoubtedly," cried Sir Giles; "because you had ascertained from the traitor Lupo that this will existed, and feared a claim might be advanced to the estates--but they will never be yours, or Sir Jocelyn's.
If not mine, they are Osmond Mounchensey's." "He says right," remarked Charles.
"Then learn to your confusion, villain, that Osmond Mounchensey stands before you!" cried the promoter, addressing Sir Giles.

"Behold him in me!" "You Osmond Mounchensey!" exclaimed Sir Giles; eyeing him with an astonishment which was shared by Sir Francis and by the greater part of the spectators.