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face Reginald Miller under the present 

 circumstances. The door was opened by- 

 Reginald himself, who was just off to Tatter- 

 sail's to attend the sale of his own horses. 

 His boots not being sufficiently capacious 

 to permit of his sinking into them, Wadding 

 had to stammer out something that was really- 

 incoherent. 



^ For the life of me I don't know what 

 you want,' said Reginald, ' but if you will 

 jump into the hansom with me we can chat 

 on the way to Tattersall's. Well, what is 

 it ? ' said he, as the cab turned out of Portland 

 Place. ' I hope you have not come up to 

 London to tell me that you are just about 

 all right again. Though if you have come 

 to tell me, I am sure it is the truth, as you 

 are looking wonderfully well again.' 



^ No, sir, it isn't that, though I can never 

 thank you for your great kindness, but I want 

 to ask you a great favour.' 



' What is it ? I will do anything I can for 

 you.' 



