I see a lot, I do." The man was telling the truth.

He was blear-eyed with misery.

Brett looked at Hume, and the latter rang a bell.

He asked the waiter for a pen and ink.
"How much did your cab cost ?" he said to the driver, who was so downcast that he actually failed to correctly interpret David's action.

The question had to be repeated before an answer came.
"It wasn't a new 'un, mister.