"I've been wanting you." "What is it ?" I said.

"Water ?" "Bah!" he replied, his upper lip curling.

"I want you to bring your chief officer here." "I dare say you do, my fine fellow," cried Denham.

"Pretty good for a prisoner! You don't suppose he'll come--do you?
Here, what do you want?
Tell me, and I'll carry your message to the chief." Moriarty gave the young officer a contemptuous glance, and then turned to me.
"Go and tell the Colonel, or whatever he is, that I am greatly surprised at his inattention to my former message." "Did you send a message ?" I asked, surprised by his words.
"Of course I did, two days ago, by the surgeon.

It's not gentlemanly of your Colonel.