“Remember the fable of the lion and the mouse.”
“But you can never be the mouse in this, you mite of a boy! Thank you all the same, Johnny: you mean it well.”
“Can I see Mr. Brandon?” I asked at the hotel, of a strange waiter.
“Mr. Brandon, sir? He is not staying here.”
“Not staying here!”
“No, sir, he left some days ago.”
“But I thought he was coming back again.”
“So I believe he is, sir. But he has not come yet.”
“Do you know where he is?”
“At Brighton, sir.”