I beg your pardon.

Be friendly.
Forgive me.' With this, Dowler fairly forced his hand upon Mr.Winkle, and shaking it with the utmost vehemence, declared he was a fellow of extreme spirit, and he had a higher opinion of him than ever.
'Now,' said Dowler, 'sit down.

Relate it all.

How did you find me?
When did you follow?
Be frank.

Tell me.' 'It's quite accidental,' replied Mr.Winkle, greatly perplexed by the curious and unexpected nature of the interview.