He asked the direction he was to take, and setting out with long strides, came in sight of Raikes, who walked in gloom, and was evidently labouring under one of his mountains of melancholy.

He affected to be quite out of the world; but finding that Evan took the hint in his usual prosy manner, was reduced to call after him, and finally to run and catch him.
'Haven't you one single spark of curiosity ?' he began.
'What about ?' said Evan.
'Why, about my amazing luck! You haven't asked a question.

A matter of course.' Evan complimented him by asking a question: saying that Jack's luck certainly was wonderful.
'Wonderful, you call it,' said Jack, witheringly.

'And what's more wonderful is, that I'd give up all for quiet quarters in the Green Dragon.

I knew I was prophetic.