"What I don't quite make out, Loudon, is that you don't seem to appreciate the peculiarities of the thing," said he.
"It doesn't seem to have struck you same as it does me." "Pshaw! why go on with this ?" cried Mamie, suddenly rising.

"Mr.Dodd is not telling us either what he thinks or what he knows." "Mamie!" cried Jim.
"You need not be concerned for his feelings, James; he is not concerned for yours," returned the lady.

"He dare not deny it, besides.

And this is not the first time he has practised reticence.

Have you forgotten that he knew the address, and did not tell it you until that man had escaped ?" Jim turned to me pleadingly--we were all on our feet.