'Captain Jemmy Runacles,' I answers.

'All the better,' says he." "Excuse me," said a voice at the door; "but my business concerns both of you gentlemen.

Also it concerns Tristram Salt." "Narcissus, bring a couple of candles." While Mr.Swiggs was executing this order an oppressive silence filled the room.

The stranger's dark shadow rested motionless by the doorway.

Above the breathing of the three men could only be heard the far-off sound of Harwich bells still ringing their welcome to King William.
When the candles were brought in and Narcissus had retired again after closing the shutters, the stranger removed the broad-brimmed hat and heavy cloak which he had worn till that moment, and tossed them negligently on the table before him.
It was the scarlet-coated cavalier who had ridden beside the King that afternoon.
"The Earl of Marlborough!" "The same, sirs; and your servant." "Be kind enough, my lord, to state the message you bring from your master, and to leave this house as soon as it is delivered." To Captain Barker's astonishment, the Earl showed no sign of resenting this speech.
"You are wrong," he answered quietly; "William of Orange is not my master.