The three had their feet on the brink of the precipice at that moment.

And two of them were smiling at an odd coincidence; and one of them was shuffling a pack of cards! "We have done with the Antiquities at last!" said Arnold; "and we are going to play at Whist.

Sir Patrick, will you choose a card ?" "Too soon after dinner, my good fellow, for _me_.

Play the first rubber, and then give me another chance.

By-the-way," he added "Miss Silvester has been traced to Kirkandrew.