You are all right, sir, as long as he takes you for Lord Hartledon." But there was little chance the fellow could long take him for Lord Hartledon, and Percival Elster felt himself attacked with a shiver.

He knew it to be worse than a writ; it was an arrest.

An arrest is not a pleasant affair for any one; but a strong opinion--a certainty--seized upon Val's mind that this would bring forth Dr.Ashton's veto of separation from Anne.
"I thank you for what you have done," frankly spoke Mr.Elster.
"It's nothing, sir.

He'll be dodging about after his prey; but I'll dodge about too, and thwart his game if I can, though I have to swear that Lord Hartledon's not himself.

What's an oath, more or less, to me ?" "Where have I seen you before ?" asked Val.
"Hard to say," returned Pike.