I've come up to lunch with a man who knows father--Mr.Jacks." "John Jacks, the M.P. ?" Piers nodded nervously, and the other regarded him with a smile of new interest.
"But you're very early.

Any other engagements ?" "None," said Piers.

It being so fine a morning, he had proposed a long ramble about London streets before making for his destination in the West End.
"Then you must come to my club," returned Daniel.

"I shall be glad of a talk with you, very glad, my dear boy.

Why, it must be four years since we saw each other.