'No, not in all your guard!' 'That is true,' he said slowly.

'That is true.' To my surprise, he spoke in a tone of consideration; and he looked down at the floor.

'Let me think, my friend,' he continued.
He walked two or three times up and down the room, while I stood trembling.

I confess it, trembling.

The man whose pulses danger has no power to quicken, is seldom proof against suspense; and the sudden hope his words awakened in me so shook me that his figure as he trod lightly to and fro with the cat rubbing against his robe and turning time for time with him, wavered before my eyes.