You have no idea, Tony.

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." "No! I haven't," interrupted his friend pleasantly, "but I'll take your word for it.

And now," he added, whilst a sudden earnestness crept over his jovial young face, "how about business ?" The two young men drew their chairs closer together, and instinctively, though they were alone, their voices sank to a whisper.
"I saw the Scarlet Pimpernel alone, for a few moments in Calais," said Sir Andrew, "a day or two ago.