"What are you up to, eh ?" "Ah, Gammon, how do you do?
I'm glad you've dropped in.

Let us sit down and have a quiet talk." The man of mystery was very well dressed, very cool, more than equal to the situation.

He took for granted the perfect friendliness of both Polly and Gammon, smiled from one to the other, and as he seated himself, drew out a cigarette case.
"I'm sure Miss Sparkes won't mind.

I have already apologized, Gammon, for the necessity of introducing myself.

You, I am sure, will forgive me when you learn the position of affairs.