I do not so readily mistake my man,
and I was quite too near him on that occasion not to see every feature
of that face, which, at another and an earlier day, could come between
me and my dearest joys--but why speak I of this? I know him: not to
remember would be to forget that I am here; and that he was a part of
that very influence which made me league, Munro, with such as you, and
become a creature of, and a companion with, men whom even now I despise.
I shall not soon forget his stern and haughty smile of scorn--his proud
bearing--his lofty sentiment--all that I most admire--all that I do not
possess--and when to-day he descended to dinner, guided by that meddling
booby, Forrester, I knew him at a glance. I should know him among ten
thousand."
"It's to be hoped that he will have no such memory. I can't see, indeed,
how he should recognise either of us. Our disguises were complete. Your
whiskers taken off, leave you as far from any resemblance to what you
were in that affair, as any two men can well be from one another; and I
am perfectly satisfied he has little knowledge of me.
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