"He ton't forgets his old fadder.

He be's a goot poy, mine Titus." And he shook hands with the Dominie and the inn-keeper.

Indeed, he seemed so completely unmanned that he was powerless to open the letter.

Then he took a candle in his right hand, and again scanned and scanned the superscription.

"Sumthin' goot in dat ledder.