He shrank from being associated with Mr.Vincent Crummles.

One thing, however, of invaluable use he had brought with him from Theatreland--the dress suit which formed part of his stage wardrobe.

There were other things, too, which he did not appreciate--ease of manner, victory over the lingering Lancastrian burr, and a knowledge of what to do with his feet and hands.
One day he had a great shock.

The house party were assembling in the drawing-room, when in sailed the great lady, the ever-memorable great lady, the Marchioness of Chudley, who had spoken to him and smiled on him in the Bludston factory.

Fear laid a cold grip on his heart.