In Sherwood's plans and assurances he had no shadow of faith, but Sherwood's admiration was worth having, and it threw a gilding upon the name of grocer.

Should he impart the secret to Norbert Franks?
That question he could not decide just yet.

In any case, he should tell no one else; all other acquaintances must be content--if they cared to inquire--with vague references to an "agency," or something of the sort.

Neither his mother nor Jane ever came to London for them, his change of address to a poorer district would have no significance.

In short, London, being London, it seemed perfectly feasible to pass his life in a grocer's shop without the fact becoming known to any one from whom he wished to conceal it.
The rent of the shop and house was eighty-five pounds--an increase upon that paid by Boxon.