I must eastward-ho, and see if trumps will not turn up for me at last.

Why, I know the whole country, half-a-dozen of the languages,--oh, if I could get some secret-service work! Go I must.
At worst I can turn my hand to doctoring Bashi-bazouks." "My dear Tom, when will you settle down like other men ?" cries Claude.
"I would now, if there was an opening at Whitbury, and low as life would be, I'd face it for my father's sake.

But here I cannot stay." Both Claude and Headley saw that Tom had reasons which he did not choose to reveal.

However, Claude was taken into his confidence that very afternoon.
"I shall make a fool of myself with that schoolmistress.

I have been near enough to it a dozen times already; and this magnificent conduct of hers about the cholera has given the finishing stroke to my brains.