I caught sight of him in the City, and tracked him till I got to know his place of business and his name.

For a minute or two I thought I'd found your uncle; I really did.

Gosh! I said to myself, there's Clover at last! I wonder I didn't pin him like a bull terrier.

But, as you know, I'm cautious--that's how I've made my fortune, Polly." Miss Sparkes neither observed the joke nor resented the name; she was listening with a preoccupied air.
"You'll never find _him_," said Mrs.Bubb, shaking her head.
"Don't be so sure of that.

I shan't lose sight of this man Quodling.
It's the strangest likeness I ever saw, and I shan't be satisfied till I've got to know if he has any connexion with the name of Clover.