"He's an honest-going fellow, and we've always been good friends, and done good business together, though he is one of that cursed Vicarage lot." So he drew up when he came to the gate.

"I beg your pardon, Mr.
Troubridge," he said, with a very different tone and manner to what we have been accustomed to hear him use, "but could you do a kindness for a blind old man?
I have no one about me that I can trust since my son is gone away.

I have reason to believe that this letter is of importance; could you be so good as to read it to me ?" "I shall be happy to oblige you, Mr.Hawker," said Tom.

"I am sorry to hear that your sight is so bad." "Yes; I'm breaking fast," said Hawker.

"However, I shan't be much missed.