enial man; yet he has a very sad look."

"Yes; he has never recovered from the shock of his nephew's murder last
fall; he always used to be very sociable and hospitable, but now he
seems too much cast down to care for society. You may have heard of the
dreadful manner in which young George Gordon was murdered?"

"Oh, yes; I recollect," said Mr. Andrews, "the circumstances were
related to me soon after I arrived here. George Gordon seems to have
been a fine young fellow, and I don't wonder the old gentleman mourns
his loss."

"He was one of the most promising young men I ever knew," said Mr. Breed
warmly: "and speaking of poor George, reminds me that I noticed a strong
resemblance to him in this young workman boarding with me. Ordinarily I
would not have perceived it, but yesterday he slipped on a coat of mine,
which was just like the one George used to wear, and the likeness was
remarkable."

"You were one of the first at the bank the day after the murder, were
you not, Mr. Breed?"

"Yes; and it was a dreadful sight. It was wonderful how Mr. Peter Gordon
retained his presence of mind; he did not break down until he found that
there was no hope of discovering the murderer."

"Was no one ever suspected?" asked Mr. Andrews.

"Oh, yes; several persons were arrested--gamblers and loafers--but they
all proved their innocence conclusively."

Mr. Andrews showed considerable interest in the murder, and Mr. Breed
related all that was known about it. When he was about to go, Mr.
Andrews said:

"Well, it is a very mysterious affair, and I am not surprised that Mr.
Gordon is so dejected; that horrible scene must be always before him. By
the way, don't let your young man dress in gray, when he comes to my
room; I should be continually haunted with a suspicion that it was a
ghost."

"Please don't speak of that to any one," said Mr. Breed, confidentially;
"I ought not to have mentioned it myself, for young Green was frightened
nearly out of his wits about it. As I said before, when he wears his
every-day clothes, no one would notice any special resemblance, but in
that particular style of dress, the likeness was really alarming. He was
so scared, that in future, he will take great care not to be seen in any
clothes like those of poor George."

"Of course, I shall not mention the matter," said Mr. Andrews; "send him
over this afternoon."

_CHAPTER V._

On leaving Mr. Breed, Mr. Andrews paid a visit to Mr. Drysda