Nor again was it the face of a man squeamish in the case of malefactors; there was even a touch of Brutus there, and something of the hanging judge.

In short, he seemed the last character for the part assigned him in my theories; and wonder and curiosity contended in my mind.
Luncheon was over, and an adjournment to the smoking-room proposed, when (upon a sudden impulse) I burned my ships, and pleading indisposition, requested to consult the doctor.
"There is nothing the matter with my body, Dr.Urquart," said I, as soon as we were alone.
He hummed, his mouth worked, he regarded me steadily with his gray eyes, but resolutely held his peace.
"I want to talk to you about the Flying Scud and Mr.Carthew," I resumed.

"Come: you must have expected this.

I am sure you know all; you are shrewd, and must have a guess that I know much.

How are we to stand to one another?
and how am I to stand to Mr.Carthew ?" "I do not fully understand you," he replied, after a pause; and then, after another: "It is the spirit I refer to, Mr.Dodd." "The spirit of my inquiries ?" I asked.
He nodded.
"I think we are at cross-purposes," said I."The spirit is precisely what I came in quest of.