"Very much altered, and more like Felix than ever!"
"I haven't seen him for over a year," said Briarfield abruptly, "so I don't know if the resemblance is still strong."
"It is stronger," I answered emphatically. "I saw Felix two months ago, and now I look at you to-night I can scarcely believe it is Francis, and not Felix seated before me."
"We are alike to outward view, Denham, but I hope our natures are different."
"What do you mean?"
"Felix," said he, with marked deliberation, "is a thief, a liar, and a dishonorable man!"
"You speak strongly!"
"I have reason to."
"The before-mentioned reason, Briarfield," said I, alluding to the feminine element.
"Yes! By the way," he added feverishly, "you said Miss Bellin was known to you."