Ludovick Arbuthnot--yes, that's the man.
Buried deep in the commissioned ranks of the New Army?
Well, we'll get him out pretty quick!' 'I knew he had knocked about the East, but I didn't know he was that kind of swell.

Sandy's not the chap to buck about himself.' 'He wouldn't,' said Sir Walter.

'He had always a more than Oriental reticence.

I've got another colleague for you, if you like him.' He looked at his watch.

'You can get to the Savoy Grill Room in five minutes in a taxi-cab.