"Do you not suppose I know my own house?
Besides, I have been warned against a plausible young man who pretends he has Georgia marble to sell--" "There is a dreadful mistake somewhere," he insisted.

"Please p-p-put up your p-pistol and aid me to solve it.

I am no robber, madam.

I thought at first that you were.

I'm living in Mr.Lee's house, No.