“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’
one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and
Drummond and his lot were with us. ‘Champion?’
‘The lad you saw following her. —Sorry to quit your lord—worships, I mean,—I don't know
what I mean," she added, a little confused, and dropping a profound curtsey to
the disguised noblemen, each of whom replied by a bow, worthy, in her opinion,
of a prince of the blood at the least,—"but I've a few necessary orders to give
below. "There'll be a
louder echo here presently," thought Jonathan. "Have you never an out-o-the-vay corner, into vich you could shtow these
troublesome warmint?" observed Abraham. They
mean something. ‘The place was full of
barbers and military men. "Do you see any likeness?"
"Don't I," returned Jack, bitterly. “Why don’t you?”
“Well, it might mean rather a row. He glanced at his watch.
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