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    Chapter 33 - Page 2

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    been sent to identify the fugitive, was a cold,
    methodical man, every way resembling the delinquent's father, whose
    office-companion he had been, and in whose track of undeviating attention
    to business and negative honesty he had faithfully followed. He felt the
    peculation, or robbery, for it scarce deserved a milder term, to be a
    reproach on the corps to which he belonged, besides leaving a stigma on
    the name of one to whom he had himself looked up as to a model for his own
    imitation and government. It will readily be supposed, therefore, that
    this person was not prepared to meet the delinquent in a very
    forgiving mood.

    "Saunders," said Captain Truck in the stern tone with which he often
    hailed a-top, and which implied that instant obedience was a condition of
    his forbearance, "go to the state-room of the person who has _called_
    himself Sir George Templemore--give him my compliments--be very
    particular, Mr. Saunders--and say Captain Truck's compliments, and then
    tell him I expect the honour of his company in this cabin--the _honour_ of
    his company, remember, in this cabin. If that don't bring him out of his
    state-room, I'll contrive something that shall."

    The steward turned up the white of his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and
    proceeded forthwith on the errand. He found time, however, to stop in the
    pantry, and to inform Toast that their suspicions were at least in
    part true.

    "This elucidates the circumstance of his having no attendant with him,
    like other gentlemen on board, and a wariety of other incidents, that much
    needed dewelopement. Mr. Blunt, I do collect from a few hints on deck,
    turns out to be a Mr. Powis, a much genteeler name; and as they spoke to
    some one in the ladies' cabin as 'Sir George,' I should not be overcome
    with astonishment should Mr. Sharp actually eventuate as the real
    baronite."

    There was time for no more, and Saunders proceeded to summon the
    delinquent.

    "This is the most unpleasant part of the duty of a packet-master between
    England and America," continued Captain Truck, as soon as Saunders was out
    of sight. "Scarce a ship sails that it has not some runaway or other,
    either in the steerage or in the cabins, and we are often called on to aid
    the civil authorities on both sides of the water."

    "America seems to be a favourite country with our English rogues,"
    observed the office-man, drily. "This is the third that has gone from our
    own department within as many years."

    "Your department appears to be fruitful of such characters, sir,"
    returned Captain Truck, pretty much in the spirit in which the first
    remark had been given.

    Mr. Green was as
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