This is positively maddening!" "Look here, old chap," said Hume, still smarting under the recollections of Brett's caustic utterance, "say you forgive me for keeping that thing back.

There is nothing else, believe me.

It was for Helen's sake." "Rubbish!" cried the barrister.

"The only wonder is that you are not long since assimilated in quicklime in a prison grave.

You are all cracked, I think--living spooks, human March hares.