I have made sure that there is such a number in the street.

I have seen the house.

But I have waited to consult you before going there." "Why, what is it you think ?" Mrs.Hastings besought him.

"Do you think this person, whoever it is, can do something?
And whatever can he do?
Oh dear," she ended, "I do want to act the way poor dear Mr.
Hastings would have acted.

Only I know that he would have gone straight to Bitley, or wherever she is, and held a revolver at that mulatto creature's head, and _commanded_ her to talk English.