I am sure Mr Armstrong recognises that I depend on you both." Mr Armstrong bowed again; and finding that the captain had returned to his chair, he quietly left the room.
When he entered Roger's room, humming a tune to himself, he neither looked like a man who had returned from a funeral or from an altercation in the drawing-room.

In five minutes he was in possession of most of what had taken place during his absence--of Roger's cold, of the painting-lessons, of Tom's reminiscences of Christy's Minstrels, and most of all of Hodder's tribulation.
"And what sort of an artist are you turning out ?" inquired he.
"Oh, all right.

But I say, Armstrong, I want you to make it right about Hodder before anything.

Will you come and see him ?" "My dear fellow, Hodder is as safe in his cottage as you are here.
Leave that to your responsible guardian.

My present intention is to work on the tender mercies of Raffles for some dinner.