But might not his attention have been attracted by that advertisement for heirs-at-law to the Haygarthian estate which appeared in the _Times_?
These are questions with which the legal intellect of my Sheldon may best grapple.

For myself, I can only drift with the resistless stream called life.
I was so unfortunate as to make my appearance in our common sitting-room five minutes after my patron.

There had been time enough for him to examine the superscription and postmark of my letter.

He was whistling when I went into the room.

People who have been looking at things that don't belong to them always whistle.
I did not care to read Charlotte's first letter with those hawk's eyes fixed upon me.