"I doubt me much that you are as you pretend to be.
However, it is a matter which we can bring to the proof." Harry wondered to himself of what proof the matter was capable.

But without a word he turned his horse's head toward Abingdon.

Scarcely a word was spoken on the way, and Harry was meditating whether he should say that he had been staying with his friend Herbert.

But thinking that this might lead the latter into trouble, he determined to be silent on that head.

They stopped at the door of the principal trader in the town and the captain roughly told his prisoner to alight and enter with him.
"Master Williamson," he said, "bring out some pieces of velvet.