He had shaved his side-whiskers and come over in flannels, but he was still indisputably the same person who had attended Ann Veronica for the measles and when she swallowed the fish-bone. I had a vague sort of idea that this was the region where one finds apartments, so I told my cabman to drive in this direction while I sat inside his vehicle and endeavoured to form a plan of campaign. Terence, meanwhile, who had followed him, did not remain silent, but recapitulated his story, for the benefit of Mrs. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. She is, in her way, a dear. “I have no wish,” he said, “to altogether ignore the fact that you are my wife’s sister, and have therefore a certain claim upon me. "Speak, or I fire!" "Well, if you will have it, it's Sir Rowland Trenchard. I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember.
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