"I understand, sir, you wish to search.

Very well, I shall raise no objection.

Proceed." "Shall we close the men all round the house ?" said the master, coming up after halting the men.
"Wait a minute," replied Archy.

"Really, I hardly think it is necessary for us to commit so serious an act of rudeness towards a gentleman.
Perhaps Sir Risdon Graeme will be good enough to assure me." "No, sir," said the baronet sternly; "I shall make no obstacle.

You have your duty to do; pray proceed." The midshipman hesitated, and looked from one to the other, seeing Lady Graeme standing pale, handsome, and statuesque by her husband's side, while on the other side was Celia, holding her father's hand, and resting her forehead against his arm.
"I won't do it, I can't," thought Archy.