He was on the point of dozing off, when the door opened, and Peter Michaeloff entered.

Charlie sprang to his feet.
"Well, Captain Carstairs," the Russian said, holding out his hand, "so it seems you had bad luck again.

You must have quite an affection for our prisons." "I shall have, at least, a pleasant remembrance of the kindness shown to me as a prisoner," Charlie said; "and I am sure it is you that I have to thank for my transfer here, and for the pleasant journey I have had.

I could not have travelled more comfortably, if I had been a Russian grandee." "Well, I am glad to meet you again," the doctor said heartily.

"Let me see, it is some twenty months since we supped together last at Kelly's quarters.