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Now, you are a gentleman, Captin; you never pay, but you always give us notice. Ferdinand could not help smiling at Mr. Levison's idea of a gentleman. 'Well, what else can you do? 'Why, there is two hundred coming in to-morrow, said Mr. Levison; 'I can depend on that. 'Well, that is five. 'And you want fifteen hundred, said Mr. Levison.

His mood tamed down to what looked like abject fear, and he shook in his shoes as he stood. "Of course your worships will take bail for Sir Francis?" said Mr. Rubiny, at the close of the proceedings. Bail! The bench looked at one another. "Your worships will not refuse it a gentleman in Sir Francis Levison's position!" The bench thought they never had so insolent an application made to them.

She took the broken cross, and the tears dropped from her eyes; she could not help it. "Why! You are never crying over a stupid bauble of a cross!" uttered Mrs. Vane, interrupting Captain Levison's expression of regret at his awkwardness. "You can have it mended, dear," interposed Mrs. Levison. Lady Isabel chased away the tears, and turned to Captain Levison with a cheerful look.

"His grandfather was my only brother, his father my dutiful and beloved nephew; but he is just as bad as they were estimable. He is a worthless fellow and nothing else, Mr. Carlyle." "His tale drew forth my compassion, and I promised I would see you and speak for him," returned Mr. Carlyle. "Of Captain Levison's personal virtues or vices, I know nothing."

"I can't see him I won't see him!" interrupted Sir Francis backing to the furthest corner of the room, in what looked very like abject terror, as if he had completely lost his presence of mind. Lady Levison's lips curled. "We got rid of him, sir, after a dreadful deal of trouble, I was about to say, but while the door was open in the dispute, Mr. Meredith entered.

Otway Bethel's recognition of him; Sir Francis Levison's scared paleness, for he had noticed that; Mr. Ebenezer's revelation. The point in it all, that finally settled most upon Mr. Carlyle, was the thought that if Levison were indeed the man, he could not be instrumental in bringing him to justice.

It was a warm night, and half a dozen loafers were seated on empty beer-kegs in front of Levison's door when Parker rode up. Levison got up, and began to disengage himself from the blacksmith's story as he saw the newcomer dismount; but the blacksmith raised his voice insistently.

It was just at that same time that Mr. Levison concluded his visit, and returned to London. "A wonderful memory!" Mr. Rubiny sarcastically remarked. The witness, a quiet, respectable man, replied that he had a good memory; but that circumstances had impressed upon it particularly the fact that Mr. Levison's departure followed close upon the murder of Hallijohn.

"What's your name?" he asked, and then in an instant his face paled he recognised the man. Jensen made no answer. His eyes were fixed in a dull stare upon the features of a little boy of six, who had come up from the cabin and had caught hold of Rothesay's hand. For Nell Levison's face was before him again. Then with an effort he withdrew his gaze from the child and looked down at the deck.

The testimony of the witnesses already given need not be recapitulated. The identification of the prisoner with the man Thorn was fully established Ebenezer James proved that. Afy proved it, and also that he, Thorn, was at the cottage that night. Sir Peter Levison's groom was likewise re-examined. But still there wanted other testimony.