"You would go with me ?" he repeated.
"You don't understand," I said, amused at the incredulous disgust of his tone.

"I must run up to town, to-morrow morning.

Let us go together.
You have a set of travelling chessmen." His physiognomy, contracted by a variety of emotions, relaxed to a certain extent at the idea of a game.

I told him that as I had business at the Docks he should have my company to the very ship.
"We shall beguile the way to the wilds of the East by improving conversation," I encouraged him.
"My brother-in-law is staying at an hotel--the Eastern Hotel," he said, becoming sombre again.

"I haven't the slightest idea where it is." "I know the place.