'Moxey's--ah, I remember.

But who _is_ Moxey?
A new acquaintance, eh ?' 'Yes; I have known him about six months.

Got to know him through Peak.' 'Peak?
Peak?
What, the fellow you once told me about--who disappeared from Whitelaw because of his uncle, the cat's-meat man ?' 'The man's-meat man, rather.' 'Yes, yes--the eating-house; I remember.

You have met him again?
Why on earth didn't you tell me in your letters?
What became of him?
Tell me the story.' 'Certainly, if you will cease to shake down plaster from the ceiling .-- We met in a restaurant (appropriate scene), happening to sit at the same table.

Whilst eating, we stared at each other fitfully.
"I'll be hanged if that isn't Peak," I kept saying to myself.