All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. “I’m just in time to say good-bye before I go, father. " "What gives you that idea?" "Well, we could find no letter of credit, no letters, no labels in his clothes—not a single clew to his real identity. On seeing it, he'll deliver you a box, which it will unlock, and in which you'll find a matter of fifty guineas and a few trinkets.
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