Here he comes, I see.' There drew near a young man of about four-and-twenty, well-dressed, sauntering with a cane in his hand.

His name was Christian Moxey.
'Much pleasure in meeting you, Mr.Peak,' he said, with a winning smile.

'I was at Whitelaw the other day, when you distinguished yourself, and if I had known then that you were an acquaintance of my uncle's I should have been tempted to offer a word of congratulation.
Very glad indeed to meet you.' Godwin, grateful as always for the show of kindness and flattered by such a reception, at once felt a liking for Christian Moxey.

Most people would have admitted the young man's attractiveness.

He had a thin and sallow face, and seemed to be of weak constitution.