Passing out of the building, he
crossed the street and entered a coffee-room, at the front window of
which he seated himself, as if with the intention of watching Maxwell's
office.
This person was the reader's old acquaintance, Vernon,--or, more
properly, Jerome Vaudelier, whose intervening history we are now called
upon to relate. It will be remembered that, at the request of his
father, and at the earnest desire of Henry Carroll, as well as by the
promptings of his own wish to do justice to the heiress, he had gone to
Vicksburg, for the purpose of keeping an eye on the movements of
Maxwell. On his arrival at the hotel, he found the attorney, and dined
With him; but after dinner he suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.
All Vernon's inquiries were of no avail. The landlord said he had paid
his bill, and that was the last he had seen of him. Vernon was
perplexed, and on learning that no boat had left since dinner, he was at
a loss which way to proceed. Late in the afternoon he obtained, as he
thought, some clue to him; and he departed, without loss of time, to
Jackson, whither the attorney was supposed to have gone.
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