I knew it.

You've betrayed yourself, Thames." "Vot o' that ?" chuckled Abraham.

"_You_ can shave him, you know." "I _can_," rejoined Jack; "and you, too, old Aaron, if I'd a razor." "How soon do you expect Mishter Vudd ?" inquired the janizary, tauntingly.
"What's that to you ?" retorted Jack, surlily.
"Because I shouldn't like to be out o' the vay ven he arrives," returned Abraham, in a jeering tone; "it vouldn't be vell bred." "Vouldn't it!" replied Jack, mimicking his snuffling voice; "then shtay vere you are, and be cursed to you." "It's all up," muttered Thames.

"Mr.Wood will be intercepted.

I've destroyed my only chance." "Not your _only_ chance, Thames," returned Jack, in the same undertone; "but your best.