They showed me the 'andcuffs, too--the other one did--and he clicked the dratted things on my wrist; and I tell you, I believe I nearly went off in a swound! There's something so beastly in the feel of them! Begging your pardon, Mr.Anne,' he added, with one of his delicious changes from the character of the confidential schoolboy into that of the trained, respectful servant.
Well, I must not be proud! I cannot say I found the subject of handcuffs to my fancy; and it was with more asperity than was needful that I reproved him for the slip about the name.
'Yes, Mr.Ramornie,' says he, touching his hat.

'Begging your pardon, Mr.Ramornie.

But I've been very piticular, sir, up to now; and you may trust me to be very piticular in the future.

It were only a slip, sir.' 'My good boy,' said I, with the most imposing severity, 'there must be no slips.

Be so good as to remember that my life is at stake.' I did not embrace the occasion of telling him how many I had made myself.
It is my principle that an officer must never be wrong.