debts, of which he confided to me the exact
figure. I believe they totted up something like
£14,500.
I had at no time a very intimate acquaintance
with Mr. Beauvoir; during our sojourn on the
Tarbox, he was the chosen associate of a depraved
and vicious character named Phoenix. I am not
averse from saying that I was then a member of a
profession rather different to my present one,
being, in fact, professor of metallurgy, and I saw