"Well, I'll come again to-morrow morning, for I must see him soon.

He'll be back by then, sir ?" "Yes, Simon, your brother will be here to-morrow morning." "Or what's left of him after such a two-days of work," suggested Simon jocularly.
"Why, yes, precisely," said Sapt, biting his moustache and darting one swift glance at James.

"Or what's left of him, as you say." "And I'll bring a cart and carry the boar down to the castle at the same time, sir.

At least, I suppose you haven't eaten it all ?" Sapt laughed; Simon was gratified at the tribute, and laughed even more heartily himself.
"We haven't even cooked it yet," said Sapt, "but I won't answer for it that we sha'n't have by to-morrow." "All right, sir; I'll be here.

By the way, there's another bit of news come on the wires.