I caught sight of them just as they was going off in a boat from Battersea Park, but I couldn't see his face very well.

He looked rather like Mr.Thomas.' Mr.Thomas was a member of the drapery firm, a man of fifty, ugly and austere.

At this description the listeners giggled and uttered exclamations.
'Was he a swell ?' asked one.
'Shouldn't wonder if he was.

You can trust Miss M.to keep her eyes open.

She's one of the sly and quiet 'uns.' 'Oh, is she ?' murmured another enviously.