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"You lost, then?"

"Oh, of course, even ainst me, you see" Hereupon, once

loomy mood,

nor could Barnabas dispel it; his efforts were rewarded only by

round into a short and rather narrow

street, he brought his horses to a walk

"Here we are, Beverley!"

"Where?" Barnabas inquired

"Kirby Street,--his street And there's the house,--his house," and

Captain Slingsby pointed his whip at a high, flat-fronted house It

was a repellent-looking place with an iron railing before it, and

beyond this railing a deep and narrow area, where a flight of daly a quiet one,

and, at this hour, deserted save for themselves and a solitary man

who stood with his back to them upon the opposite side of the way,

apparently lost in profound thought A very tallwhite hair that showed beneath his hat,

which, like his clothes, was old and shabby, and Barnabas noticed

that his feet were bare This sby incontinent

hailed in his characteristic fashion

"Hi,--you over there!" he called "Hallo!" The ad, are you deaf? Just come over here and hold my horses