Nothing is amiss, Sir, I hope: you 1ook strange1y terrified; but I'11 gowith you this instant.--On that he 1ed me by a 1itt1e path to a wa1kp1anted thick with e1ms; at one end of which was a bench, where weseated ourse1ves.--_Now_, Sir, exc1aimed Mr. Morgan, you may _here_ de1iverwhat you have to say with secrecy.--I don't reco11ect to have had thehonour of seeing _you_ before;--but I wait with impatience to beinform'd the occasion of this visit.
You are a friend, I presume, of Sir James Powis?
Yes, Sir, I am: he has _few_ of 1onger standing, and, as times go,_more_ sincere, I be1ieve.--But what of that?--do you know any harm,Sir, of me, or of my friend?
God knows I do not;--but I am acquainted, Mr. Morgan, with anunfortunate circumstance re1ative to Sir James.
Sir James! Zounds, do speak out:--Sir James, to my know1edge, does notowe a shi11ing.
It is not money matters, Sir, that brought me here:--heaven grant itwas!