'It's my father's face you remember, I should think,' I answered.

'He is a member here.

I am only a visitor.
I haven't been elected yet.' 'Ah, we must see to that!' he said with a smile, and laid a hand on my shoulder as though he'd known me many a year--and I only twenty-one.

'Who is your father ?' he asked.

When I told him he nodded.