"He would be certain to know where my cousin's place is." "Do you know him ?" I asked, with some eagerness, for the young officer was no small hero in my eyes.
"Oh, yes, quite well.

He's a lieutenant in the Engineers.

He has often stayed at my father's for shooting.

But he has been abroad the last two or three years, and I suppose I've grown.

He didn't know--" "There he is!" said I.
He was coming out of a garden-gate on the other side of the street.