"I thought I must see you once more," said he, "but it is a great undertaking, you know, for my travels made me more timid than ever I was."
"Timid?" ejaculated Mole; "why, on one or two occasions you displayed bravery almost equal to my own."
"Mildly, Mr. Mole," said Jack.
"Ah, Mr. Harkaway, you three gentlemen are brave men, but I am only a poor timid orphan."
"That need not make you timid."
"But it does. So I have resolved never to trust myself out of London again."
"Then I am afraid we shall not meet very often, Mr. Figgins," said Mole, "for I, you know, hate town life."
"If you do come to town, though, you will call?"
"Certainly."
"Then, gentlemen, I will wish you farewell. I am deeply grateful for all you did when we were abroad——"