"I am very happy to hear it, your Grace. Nor have I—but I very much fear that my Lord Dreddlington may have gone farther a good deal"——
"I've several times warned him on the subject, I assure you. By the way, there's that other affair, Mr. Gammon, I hope—eh?—that the Gunpowder and Fresh Water"——
"Good heavens, your Grace! I hope all is right there—or I, for one, am a ruined man!" replied Gammon, quickly.
"I—I—hope so too, sir.—So Lord Dreddlington was a good deal shocked, eh, this morning?"
"Yes, indeed he was—nay, I may say, terribly excited! I was greatly alarmed on his account, directly I saw him."
"And is this Mr. Titmouse—eh?—involved in the thing?"
"I really can't tell, your Grace—his movements are somewhat eccentric—it's extremely difficult to discover or account for them! By the way, I recollect, now, that I did mention his name to Lord Dreddlington."
"Ah, indeed! What about?" interrupted his Grace, briskly.
"Why, I just heard that early this morning there would be one or two executions put into his house—he's been going on lately in a very wild way."