’I hastened to offer to my neighbor the seat of honor, my magnificent rocking-chair, not only as a mark of politeness, but thinking that as he was about to tell me something, if he were only comfortably ensconced, very interesting, he might find himself so much at his ease that he would make a much cleaner breast of it.

’My little surmise proved correct; he accepted my proffered civility, and proceeded to give me a long and very interesting account of his parentage and youth.  Suffice it to say, that he was a native of Tennessee, and being left an orphan at an early age, had, like thousands of others, passed through a brief career of folly and extravagance.  He had become acquainted with Adele and her family some two years previously, and had been married to her about four months, under the impression, as he had told her husband on the previous night, that a divorce had been obtained.

’What most excited my surprise, in his recital, was, that while Percival had accused her of having deserted him because she deemed him ruined, Arthur told me that she married him, knowing him to be almost penniless.  But I will give you his own words: 

’’I explained to her my desperate position, when she replied:  ’It matters not; in return for the fortune you have squandered, I will give you that which shall produce an income far beyond your boyish dreams.’

’’A horrible suspicion flashed across my mind; I feared her reason was impaired.

‘’’Adele,’ I exclaimed, ‘in mercy, jest not; but explain yourself.’

’’’I will, Arthur; but first of all, I must exact from you the most solemn vow, that under no circumstances will you divulge to mortal man or woman, the secret I am about to confide to you.’’

’At this point, Mr. Livermore checked himself suddenly, as if he had said too much, and then added: 

’’I regret, my dear sir, that I can merely add, that I gave Adele the solemn pledge she required, and that my presence here, in the city of Mexico, to-day, is merely the result of the secret then intrusted to me.’

’I was still under the impression that this narrative had produced, when Adele softly entered the apartment.

‘’Arthur,’ said she, in a low whisper, ’there is some one knocking at the door of the ante-chamber.’

‘’Remain here,’ said he, rising from his seat, ‘I will go and open it.’

‘’Do not let him go alone, I beg of you,’ said Adele.  ’Who knows of what service your presence may be to-day, or of what value your testimony may be hereafter?  Possibly, it may save money, if not life; but why go without your hat and gloves?’ she added, as I was leaving the room bare-headed, ’you must pass for a visitor, not for a fellow-lodger.’

’Lost in admiration of her ready tact and coolness, I reached Arthur Livermore’s sitting-room, just as he opened the door.

‘’Pepito,’ exclaimed he.

’’Ay, Caballero, Pepito himself, in perfect health, and ever your most devoted servant.’’