"This is most unsatisfactory, I must say." "We must fill it up," replied the Secretary.

"I have an idea; it connects with something I was on the point of saying." He looked round the room cautiously, but saw only a young lad bent over an illustrated paper.

"There is some one," he continued, subduing his voice, "who might possibly be willing to stand if Mr.Liversedge isn't finally adopted as our candidate--some one who, in my opinion, would suit us very well indeed.

I am thinking of young Mr.Quarrier, Liversedge's brother-in-law, Mr.Sam Quarrier's nephew." "I can't say I know much for or against him," said the draper.
"A barrister, I believe ?" questioned Murgatroyd.
"Yes, but not practising his profession.

I happened to meet him in the train yesterday; he was coming to spend a few days with his relatives.
It occurs to me that he's the man to give us a lecture to-morrow evening." The others lent ear, and Mr.Wykes talked at some length of Mr.Denzil Quarrier, with whom he had a slight personal acquaintance dating from a year or two ago.