ser, will tell you everything when he sees you,--that
is, if there is anything to be told." Then they all went home, and
soon separated for the night. "Of course I shall sit up for him,"
said Lady Glencora to Alice, "but I will do it in my own room. You
can tell Mr Grey, if you like." But Alice told nothing to Mr Grey,
nor did Mr Grey ask any questions.

CHAPTER LXXVI

The Landlord's Bill

"You are in trouble, Mr Fitzgerald, I fear," said Mr Palliser,
standing over Burgo as he lay upon the ground. They were now
altogether beyond the gas-lights, and the evening was dark. Burgo,
too, was lying with his face to the ground, expecting that the
footsteps which he had heard would pass by him.

"Who is that?" said he, turning round suddenly; but still he was not
at once able to recognize Mr Palliser, whose voice was hardly known
to him.

"Perhaps I have been wrong in following you," said Mr Palliser, "but
I thought you were in distress, and that probably I might help you.
My name is Palliser."

"Plantagenet Palliser?" said Burgo, jumping up on to his legs and
looking close into the other's face. "By heavens! it is Plantagenet
Palliser! Well, Mr Palliser, what do you want of me?"

"I want to be of some use to you, if I can. I and my wife saw you
leave the gaming-table just now."

"Is she here too?"

"Yes;--she is here. We are going home, but chance brought us up to
the salon. She seemed to think that you are in distress, and that I
could help you. I will, if you will let me."

Mr Palliser, during the whole interview, felt that he could afford to
be generous. He knew that he had no further cause for fear. He had no
lingering dread of this poor creature who stood before him. All that
feeling was over, though it was as yet hardly four months since he
had been sent back by Mrs Marsham to Lady Monk's house to save his
wife, if saving her were yet possible.

"So she is here, is she;--and saw me there when I staked my last
chance? I should have had over twenty thousand francs now, if the
cards had stood to me."

"The cards never do stand to any one, Mr Fitzgerald."

"Never;--never,--never!" said Burgo. "At any rate, they never did to
me. Nothing ever does stand to me."

"If you want twenty thousand francs,--that's eight hundred pounds, I
think--I can let you have it without any trouble."

"The devil you can!"

"Oh, yes. As I am travelling with my family--" I wonder whether Mr
Palliser considered himself t