After a few minutes' conversation, of which I inferred from their looks that we were the object, they parted, and Colonel Milman then advanced towards us with a genial smile.

He busied himself about us in the most hospitable manner, as though we were ornaments to the establishment.
Interrogating us as to our occupations, he found that only Mr.Ramsey was acquainted with any mechanical work.

In his younger days he had practised the noble art of St.Crispin, but he found that no shoes were made in the place, and he had little taste for cobbling.

Relying on some information he had received in Newgate, he inquired, with an air of childlike sincerity, whether there was not some work to do in the Governor's garden.

Colonel Milman smiled expressively as he answered that he was "afraid not." The gallant Governor then went into an office, and as I wanted to speak to him before we were marched off, I walked in after him.