I dare not trust you yet with my address, or my signature.

Any act of carelessness, on my part, might end fatally for the true friend who writes these lines.

If you neglect this warning, you will regret it to the end of your life." To the conditions on which the letter insisted there is no need to allude.

They had been complied with when the discoveries were made at the back of the milestone, and between the pages of Gibson's history.
Sir Giles had already arrived at the conclusion that a conspiracy was in progress to assassinate him, and perhaps to rob the bank.

The wiser head clerk pointed to the perforated paper and the incomprehensible writing received that morning.