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Mr Raffles see in a

swaggering manner which was rather too much for his cohtly," Mr Bulstrode observed, with chill anger, "our

acquaintance o had not the sort of inti, Mr Raffles Any services you desire of me will be the

more readily rendered if you will avoid a tone of familiarity which did

not lie in our former intercourse, and can hardly be warranted by more

than twenty years of separation"

"You don't like being called Nick? Why, I always called you Nick in ht, to s

have ripened for you like fine old cognac I hope you've got some in

the house now Josh filled my flask well the last time"

Mr Bulstrode had not yet fully learned that even the desire for cognac

was not stronger in Raffles than the desire to torment, and that a hint

of annoyance always served him as a fresh cue But it was at least

clear that further objection was useless, and Mr Bulstrode, in giving

orders to the housekeeper for the accouest, had a

resolute air of quietude