"Home," said Rawdon with a wild laugh. "Don't be frightened, Pitt. I'm not drunk. Shut the door; I want to speak to you."
Pitt closed the door and came up to the table, where he sat down in the other arm-chair--that one placed for the reception of the steward, agent, or confidential visitor who came to transact business with the Baronet--and trimmed his nails more vehemently than ever.
"Pitt, it's all over with me," the Colonel said after a pause. "I'm done."

"Home," said Rawdon with a wild laugh. "I'm not drunk, Pitt. Shut the door; I want to speak to you."
Pitt closed the door and sat down opposite him.
"Pitt, it's all over with me," the Colonel said. "I'm done."
