"Well—yes."
"By Jove, I knew it! And, old fellow, I'm in the same situation."
"Oh ho! So you're driven away from England by a woman?"
"Exactly."
Dacres sighed heavily.
"Yours can't be as bad as mine," said he, with a dismal look. "Mine is the worst scrape that ever you heard of. And look at me now, with the child-angel all ready to take me, and me not able to be taken. Confound the abominable complications of an accursed civilization, I say!"
"And I say, Amen!" said Hawbury.
"BY JOVE, I KNEW IT!"