He will be here in an hour." "Then I have just time, with your assistance, to get clear upon the subject.

Turn over those papers and arrange the extracts in their order of time, while I take a glance as to who our client is." He picked a red-covered volume from a line of books of reference beside the mantelpiece.

"Here he is," said he, sitting down and flattening it out upon his knee.

"'Lord Robert Walsingham de Vere St.Simon, second son of the Duke of Balmoral.' Hum! 'Arms: Azure, three caltrops in chief over a fess sable.

Born in 1846.' He's forty-one years of age, which is mature for marriage.