If the girl had been here we should have managed well enough; Glazzard is no snob .-- I want to smoke; come into my study, will you?
No fire?
Get up some wood, there's a good girl, we'll soon set it going.

I'd fetch it myself, but I shouldn't know where to look for it." A flame was soon roaring up the chimney in the little back room, and Quarrier's pipe filled the air with fragrant mist.
"How is it," he exclaimed, settling in the arm-chair, "that there are so many beggars in this region?
Two or three times this last week I've been assailed along the street.

I'll put a stop to that; I told a great hulking fellow to-night that if he spoke to me again (it was the second time) I would take the trouble of marching him to the nearest police station." "Poor creatures!" sighed Lilian.
"Pooh! Loafing blackguards, with scarcely an exception! Well, I was going to tell you: Glazzard comes from my own town, Polterham.

We were at the Grammar School there together; but he read AEschylus and Tacitus whilst I was grubbing over Eutropius and the Greek declensions." "Is he so much older then?
He seemed to me"---- "Six years older--about five-and-thirty.

He's going down to Polterham on Saturday, and I think I shall go with him." "Go with him?
For long ?" "A week, I think.