In the very article, comes Captain Hoseason with the story of your drowning; whereupon all fell through; with no consequences but concern to Mr.Campbell, injury to my pocket, and another blot upon your uncle's character, which could very ill afford it.

And now, Mr.Balfour," said he, "you understand the whole process of these matters, and can judge for yourself to what extent I may be trusted." Indeed he was more pedantic than I can represent him, and placed more scraps of Latin in his speech; but it was all uttered with a fine geniality of eye and manner which went far to conquer my distrust.
Moreover, I could see he now treated me as if I was myself beyond a doubt; so that first point of my identity seemed fully granted.
"Sir," said I, "if I tell you my story, I must commit a friend's life to your discretion.

Pass me your word it shall be sacred; and for what touches myself, I will ask no better guarantee than just your face." He passed me his word very seriously.

"But," said he, "these are rather alarming prolocutions; and if there are in your story any little jostles to the law, I would beg you to bear in mind that I am a lawyer, and pass lightly." Thereupon I told him my story from the first, he listening with his spectacles thrust up and his eyes closed, so that I sometimes feared he was asleep.

But no such matter! he heard every word (as I found afterward) with such quickness of hearing and precision of memory as often surprised me.