And indeed the unbroken record of that man's descent surpassed in the number of centuries the age of the oldest oak in the country.
"No.

As far as one can be positive about anything I can assure you that it is not." "Yes.

But your idea of assurances over there," said the great man, with a contemptuous wave of his hand towards a window giving on the broad thoroughfare, "seems to consist mainly in making the Secretary of State look a fool.

I have been told positively in this very room less than a month ago that nothing of the sort was even possible." The Assistant Commissioner glanced in the direction of the window calmly.
"You will allow me to remark, Sir Ethelred, that so far I have had no opportunity to give you assurances of any kind." The haughty droop of the eyes was focussed now upon the Assistant Commissioner.
"True," confessed the deep, smooth voice.

"I sent for Heat.