Do tell me." "The fact is," said the captain, taking up his pen and dotting the blotting-pad as he spoke, "that when on former occasions I have tried to claim your sympathy I--well, I was not quite successful.

I do not want the pain of a similar failure again." "I would do anything, anything to help you, if I could!" He took her hand and held it in his.
"I am in great straits," said he.

"An old Indian debt has followed me here.

I cannot meet it, and ruin stares me in the face.

You know I am a poor man; that I am living on other people--you have reminded me of that often enough; that of all the money which passes my hands, scarcely enough to live on belongs by right to me.