was going to leave the house clandestinely without settling accounts.  It is proper to mention that Mr. Harvey had incurred the enmity of this particular waiter in consequence of having, out of his slender resources, given him too small a gratuity on the occasion of paying a former bill, and not aware of the second bill being settled, the waiter was rather glad to have an opportunity of charging him with a fraudulent design.  In vain Mr. Harvey remonstrated, saying he had paid for every thing.  The waiter would not believe his statement, and detained him “till he should hear better about it.”

“Let me go, fellow; I insist upon it,” said Mr. Harvey, burning with indignation.  “I am already too late.”

“Not a step, till I ask master if accounts are squared.”

At this moment, while the altercation was at the hottest, a terrible ringing of bells was heard, and above stairs was a loud noise of voices, and of feet running to and fro.  A chambermaid came hurriedly down the stair, exclaiming that some one had stolen a gold watch from No. 17, and that nobody ought to leave the house till it was found.  The landlord also, moved by the hurricane which had been raised, made his appearance at the spot where Harvey was interrupted in his exit.

“What on earth is all this noise about, John?” inquired the landlord of the waiter.

“Why, sir, I thought it rather strange for any gentleman to leave the house by the back way, carrying his own portmanteau, and so I was making a little breeze about it, fearing he had not paid his bill, when all of a sudden Sally rushes down the stair and says as how No. 17 has missed his gold watch, and that no one should quit the hotel.”

No. 17, an old, dry-looking military gentlemen, in a particularly high passion, now showed himself on the scene, uttering terrible threats of legal proceedings against the house for the loss he had sustained.

Harvey was stupified and indignant, yet he could hardly help smiling at the pother.  “What,” said he, “have I to do with all this?  I have paid for everything; I am surely entitled to go away if I like.  Remember, that if I lose my passage to Boston, you shall answer for it.”

“I very much regret detaining you, sir,” replied the keeper of the hotel; “but you hear there has been a robbery committed within the last few minutes, and as it will be proper to search every one in the house, surely you, who are on the point of departure, will have no objections to be searched first, and then be at liberty to go?”

There was something so perfectly reasonable in all this, that Harvey stepped into an adjoining parlor, and threw open his trunk for inspection, never doubting that his innocence would be immediately manifest.

The waiter, whose mean rapacity had been the cause of the detention, acted as examiner.  He pulled one article after another out of the trunk, and at length—­horror of horrors!—­held up the missing watch with a look of triumph and scorn!