"That would make but little difference to me.

I've no relations to sing out about a mesalliance, you know.

No, my dear old fellow, not that; but--Jeff, Jeff! You are the dearest friend I have in the world." "Jim, my boy," I answered, "I love you like a brother.

What is it ?" "I have no secrets from you, Jeff," he said; "so I don't mind telling you." Another hesitation! I grew rather anxious.

"What the deuce is coming ?" I thought.