'Would you believe that he is very wealthy ?' Clara had just time to perceive an old man with white hair, dressed as a mechanic.
'But I know him,' she replied.

'His name's Snowdon.' 'So it is.

How do you come to know him ?' Scawthorne inquired with interest.
She explained.
'Better not say anything about it,' remarked her companion.

'He's an eccentric chap.

I happen to know his affairs in the way of business.