’ ‘You always were an old sobersides, even as a boy,’ retorted the major, who was close on thirty now, yet as ripe for excitement as he had been on receiving his first commission at sixteen. I did not want anything made smooth and easy for me. Certainly, there wasn't a thing in the pockets. " "Very well, sir. An uncomfortable silence followed. " "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity. One of them was a stout square-built man, with a singularly swarthy complexion, and harsh forbidding features. The stranger with a bow returned to his table. ’ ‘Pray don’t,’ begged Mrs Sindlesham, one eye on the general’s embattled features. Horrible details recurred to her. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently.
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