" Suddenly my
head began to throb again and I grew dizzy. "You hit me rather soundly
with that pistol. Still, your eye ought to be a recompense."
He replied with a scowl.
"Perhaps your name is ------"
"Winthrop, John Winthrop, if that will throw any light on the subject."'
"One name is as good as another," with a smile of unbelief.
"That is true. What's in a name? There is little difference, after
all, between the names of the nobility and the rabble."
"You are determined to irritate me beyond measure," said he. A German
is the most sensitive man in the world as regards his title.
"Grant that I have some cause. And perhaps," observing him from the
corner of my eye, "it is because you smoke such vile tobacco."
Remembering the incident in the railway carriage, he smiled in spite of
the gravity of the situation.
"It was the best I had," he said; "and then, it was done in
self-defence. I'll give you credit for being a fearless individual.
But you haven't answered my question."
"What question?"
"Why you returned to this country when you were expressly forbidden to
do so.
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