She's his sister." A moment later Prescott turned and tried to gulp down a great chuckle.

For Greg, without another word, had left him, and now was strolling along with an air of slight absorption, yet his course was so managed as to bring Mr.Holmes face to face with Griffin.

At least a dozen other gray and white-clad young men were also to be observed manoeuvring so as to meet Griffin casually.
Thus it happened that Greg was but one of a group.

Observing this, Holmes increased his stride.
"Hullo, Holmesy!" cried Griffin, with great cordiality.

"Glad to encounter you.