It was quite a surprise, he says, and he can't imagine how the fellow was so close upon him before he was aware.
He was an immense tall fellow--Bagg thinks at least two inches taller than himself--very well dressed in a blue coat and buff breeches, for all the world like a squire when going out hunting.

Bagg, however, saw at once that he had a roguish air, and he was on his guard in a moment.
"Good-evening to ye, sodger," says the fellow, stepping close up to Bagg, and staring him in the face.

"Good-evening to you, sir! I hope you are well," says Bagg.

"You are looking after some one ?" says the fellow.
"Just so, sir," says Bagg, and forthwith seized him by the collar; the man laughed, Bagg says it was such a strange awkward laugh.

"Do you know whom you have got hold of, sodger ?" said he.