"It also belongs to your dear, gentle son," she grated, "leastwise I found it in one of his pants pockets.",
Sir William started back in his chair, crying faintly: "My God! Look at her, Acton!",
"How I am always being disappointed!" he exclaimed, and she might by the note in his voice, by a smile which did not show perfect self-control, and by a heated colour of complexion, have by this time suspected that this gentleman and his companion, who was Lieutenant Tupman, had not looked in at "The Swan" Inn only to find out what o'clock it was..
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