It was then close upon seven o'clock.

As the hour struck the person described as "Jack" walked in.
He looked agitated--I am happy to say he looked violently agitated.

The cheerful glow of anticipated success diffused itself (to use a strong expression) all over me, from head to foot.

With breathless interest I looked through my peep-hole, and saw the visitor--the "Jack" of this delightful case--sit down, facing me, at the opposite side of the table to Mr.Jay.Making allowance for the difference in expression which their countenances just now happened to exhibit, these two abandoned villains were so much alike in other respects as to lead at once to the conclusion that they were brothers.

Jack was the cleaner man and the better dressed of the two.