"What do you say, George?"
"I ask your pardon, sir," returns the trooper, "but I should wish to know what YOU say?"
"Do you mean in point of reward?"
"I mean in point of everything, sir."
This is so very trying to Mr. Smallweed's temper that he suddenly breaks out with "You're a brimstone beast!" and as suddenly asks pardon of Mr. Tulkinghorn, excusing himself for this slip of the tongue by saying to Judy, "I was thinking of your grandmother, my dear."
"I supposed, sergeant," Mr. Tulkinghorn resumes as he leans on one side of his chair and crosses his legs, "that Mr. Smallweed might have sufficiently explained the matter. It lies in the smallest compass, however. You served under Captain Hawdon at one time, and were his attendant in illness, and rendered him many little services, and were rather in his confidence, I am told. That is so, is it not?"

"What do you say, George?"
"I ask your pardon, sir," returns the trooper, "but I should wish to know what you say?"
"Do you mean in point of reward?"
"I mean in point of everything, sir."
This is so very trying to Mr. Smallweed's temper that he suddenly breaks out with "You're a brimstone beast!"
"I supposed, sergeant," Mr. Tulkinghorn says, "that Mr. Smallweed might have sufficiently explained the matter. You served under Captain Hawdon at one time, and were his attendant in illness, and were rather in his confidence, I am told. That is so, is it not?"
