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Will
,
starting
to
his
feet
,
moved
backward
a
step
,
frowning
,
and
saying
with
some
fierceness
,
"
Yes
,
sir
,
it
was
.
And
what
is
that
to
you
?
"
It
was
in
Will
’
s
nature
that
the
first
spark
it
threw
out
was
a
direct
answer
of
the
question
and
a
challenge
of
the
consequences
.
To
have
said
,
"
What
is
that
to
you
?
"
in
the
first
instance
,
would
have
seemed
like
shuffling
—
as
if
he
minded
who
knew
anything
about
his
origin
!
Raffles
on
his
side
had
not
the
same
eagerness
for
a
collision
which
was
implied
in
Ladislaw
’
s
threatening
air
.
The
slim
young
fellow
with
his
girl
’
s
complexion
looked
like
a
tiger
-
cat
ready
to
spring
on
him
.
Under
such
circumstances
Mr
.
Raffles
’
s
pleasure
in
annoying
his
company
was
kept
in
abeyance
.
"
No
offence
,
my
good
sir
,
no
offence
!
I
only
remember
your
mother
—
knew
her
when
she
was
a
girl
.
But
it
is
your
father
that
you
feature
,
sir
.
I
had
the
pleasure
of
seeing
your
father
too
.
Parents
alive
,
Mr
.
Ladislaw
?
"
"
No
!
"
thundered
Will
,
in
the
same
attitude
as
before
.
"
Should
be
glad
to
do
you
a
service
,
Mr
.
Ladislaw
—
by
Jove
,
I
should
!
Hope
to
meet
again
.
"
Hereupon
Raffles
,
who
had
lifted
his
hat
with
the
last
words
,
turned
himself
round
with
a
swing
of
his
leg
and
walked
away
.
Will
looked
after
him
a
moment
,
and
could
see
that
he
did
not
re
-
enter
the
auction
-
room
,
but
appeared
to
be
walking
towards
the
road
.
For
an
instant
he
thought
that
he
had
been
foolish
not
to
let
the
man
go
on
talking
;
—
but
no
!
on
the
whole
he
preferred
doing
without
knowledge
from
that
source
.
Later
in
the
evening
,
however
,
Raffles
overtook
him
in
the
street
,
and
appearing
either
to
have
forgotten
the
roughness
of
his
former
reception
or
to
intend
avenging
it
by
a
forgiving
familiarity
,
greeted
him
jovially
and
walked
by
his
side
,
remarking
at
first
on
the
pleasantness
of
the
town
and
neighbor
hood
.
Will
suspected
that
the
man
had
been
drinking
and
was
considering
how
to
shake
him
off
when
Raffles
said
—
"
I
’
ve
been
abroad
myself
,
Mr
.
Ladislaw
—
I
’
ve
seen
the
world
—
used
to
parley
-
vous
a
little
.
It
was
at
Boulogne
I
saw
your
father
—
a
most
uncommon
likeness
you
are
of
him
,
by
Jove
!
mouth
—
nose
—
eyes
—
hair
turned
off
your
brow
just
like
his
—
a
little
in
the
foreign
style
.
John
Bull
doesn
’
t
do
much
of
that
.
But
your
father
was
very
ill
when
I
saw
him
.
Lord
,
lord
!
hands
you
might
see
through
.
You
were
a
small
youngster
then
.
Did
he
get
well
?
"
