"THIS is one of them." "You remember it directly ?" "How impossible! Have I not often explained to you that I am no diviner?
I read no book of fate; I call no spirits from the vasty deep.

I simply remember with exceptional clearness what I read and hear.

And I have many times heard the story about Alfred Faskally." "So have I--but I forget it." "Unfortunately, I CAN'T forget.

That is a sort of disease with me....

He was a special constable in the Chartist riots; and being a very strong and powerful man, like his nephew Hugo, he used his truncheon--his special constable's baton, or whatever you call it--with excessive force upon a starveling London tailor in the mob near Charing Cross.