"Why not?" inquired the general in surprise.
"Why, he has written me the most insulting letter possible. He desires me to go to his chambers at dark."
"Impossible," said the general.
"How do you mean impossible," I asked?
"Do you really mean to say that Fisher ever hinted anything like a wish to be favoured by you?"
"How do you mean favoured?"
"May I speak plainly?"
"I beg you will, general," answered I, impatiently.
"Do you really believe Fisher wanted to intrigue with you?"
"You may well be surprised at the wretch's presumption," said I.