But every sound made him tremble now.
"Yes; a man in a gig.

What is it he says his name is?
I have his card here.

A young man." "Oh, a young man ?" said Sir Thomas.
"Yes, here it is.

Abraham Mollett.

I can't say that your friend seems to be very respectable, in spite of his gig," and Herbert handed the card to his father.
The son purposely looked away as he mentioned the name, as his great anxiety was not to occasion distress.