“None. I have told you that I caught his horse by the bridle, but that was to save him from falling back.”
“Ah, that was indiscreet, at all events.”
“Would n't it have been worse to suffer him to incur a severe danger which I might have prevented?”
“I don't think so; but we'll not discuss the point now. There was a blow?”
“That there was,” said Jack, pointing to the spot where a great strap of sticking-plaster extended across his forehead.
“And he seemed to understand at once that reparation was to be made for it?”
“The suggestion came from himself, frankly and speedily.”
“Well, it's pretty evident we have to deal with a gentleman!” said Magennis, “and that same's a comfort; so I'll leave you now for a short time: amuse yourself as well as you can, but don't quit the room.” And with this caution Magennis took his departure, and set off in search of Mr. Repton's chamber.
“Where are you bringing the mutton chops, Peter?” said he to a waiter, who, with a well-loaded tray of eatables, was hastening along the corridor.
“To the ould Counsellor from Dublin, sir. He's break-fastin' with the Major.”