“Who am I—you say you know me?”
“You—you didn’t think it,” said the man, with much drunken cunning; “but I watched you home.”
“You watched me home?”
“Yes,—to be sure. Don’t be frightened; I—I saw you go in. Oh! oh!”
“Indeed!” said Learmont, who was determined to humour his singular companion.
“Yes, I believe you, I—I thought you’d be surprised; and so you are: it’s ex—extraordinary, ain’t it?”
“Oh! Very.”
“Well, I’ll do it—you recollect my name?”
“Perfectly.”
“Of course you do. Sheldon, you know.”