"'James Denzil Carron?' he said. 'Any relation of my old friend Denzil Carron of--what-the-deuce-and-all was it now?'
"'Carne," I chittered.
"'That's it! Carron of Carne, of course. What are you to him, boy?'
"'Son, sir.'
"Denzil Carron's son! God bless my soul, you don't say so! And is your father alive still?'
"'Yes, sir.'
"'You don't say so! God bless my soul! Denzil Carrell alive! Why, it must be twenty years since I set eyes on him! Will you tell him, when you see him, that his old friend, Jack Pole, was asking after him?' And then," said Jim, "I suppose he saw me going white at prospect of the exam., for he just said, 'Oh, hang the exam.! You can ride?'
"'Anything, sir.'
"'And fence?'
"'Yes, sir. And box and swim, and I can run the mile in four minutes and fifteen seconds.'