Then again, though his elder brother's male children had died, there was living a daughter, by name Adeline, recently wedded to--by jorrocks!--Lucian Gildersleeve, Esquire.

Why, here was "the whole boiling of 'em!" Mr.Gammon eagerly jotted down the particulars in his notebook, and swallowed the whisky at his side with gusto.

Not once, however, had he asked himself why this man of guiles and freaks chose to mask under the name of Clover, an omission to be accounted for not by any lack of wit, but by mere educational defect.

He could not have been further from suspecting that his utterance of the name Clover had given his genealogical friend a most important clue, and a long start in the search for the missing man.
Impatiently he awaited the early nightfall of the morrow.

Business had to be attended to as usual; but he went about with a bearing of extraordinary animation, now laughing to himself, now snapping his fingers, now (when he chanced to be out of people's sight) twirling round on one leg.