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It was about two o'clock in the afternoon that Barnabas knocked at

the door of the Viscount's chanified, albeit soentle hesitancy, ushered him

into a small reception room where sat a bullet-headed man with one

eye and a re person who

stared very hard with his one eye, and sucked very hard, with usto, at the knob of the stick he carried At

sight of this entleman averted his head, and

vented a sound which, despite his i to Barnabas, betook himself upstairs

to announce the visitor Hereupon the one-eyedsurveyed

Barnabas from head to foot with his solitary orb, drew the knob of

his stick froave it a final rub, and spoke

"Sir," said he in a jovial voice that belied his sinister aspect,

"did you 'ear that rainbow sniff?"

"Rainbow?" said Barnabas

"Well,--wallet, then,--footman--the ornamental cove as jest popped

you in 'ere Makes one 'undred and eleven of 'em!"