The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — Volume 2 by Charles James Lever
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along, and I'll see you safe in the guard-house, if you can't remember
your own place of abode in the meanwhile.' It was just at the moment I said this that I first discovered he was not a gentleman. Well, now, you'd never guess how I did it; and, faith I always thought it a very cute thing of me, and both of us in the dark." "Well, I really confess it must have been a very difficult thing, under the circumstances; pray how did you contrive?" said the major. "Just guess how." "By the tone of his voice perhaps, and his accent," said Curzon. "Devil a bit, for he spoke remarkably well, considering how far gone he was in liquor." "Well, probably by the touch of his hand; no bad test." "No; you're wrong again, for it was by the hair I had a hold of him for fear of falling, for he was always stooping down. Well, you'd never guess it; it was just by the touch of his foot." "His foot! Why how did that give you any information?" "There it is now; that's just what only an Irishman would ever have made any thing out of; for while he was stumbling about, he happened to tread upon my toes, and never, since I was born, did I feel any thing like the weight of him. 'Well,' said I, 'the loss of your hat may give you a cold, my friend; but upon my conscience you are in no danger of wet feet with such a pair of strong brogues as you have on you.' Well, he laughed |
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