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instinctively that this could not be the youth he sought

Nevertheless he took off his hat and saluted hientleht your naentleman opened his eyes rather

wider than was usual and stared at Barnabas with a growing surprise,

stared at hi

his lounging attitude, spoke: "Oh, Gad, Chichester!--is this the--man?"

"Yes"

"But--my dear Chit! Surely you don't propose to--this fellow! Who is

he? What is he? Look at his boots--oh, Gad!"

Hereupon Barnabas resu leaned his clenched

fists on the table, and from that eminence smiled down at the speaker,

that is to say his lips curled and his teeth gleaently, "you will perhaps have the extre boots, and very

serviceable either for walking, or for kicking an insolent puppy"

"If I had a whip, now," sighed the gentleman, "if I only had a whip,

I'd whip you out of the room Chichester,--pray look at that coat, oh,

Gad!"

But Mr Chichester had risen, and now crossing to the door, he

locked it, and dropped the key into his pocket