I remember that, because the name is a familiar one." "Familiar!" repeated Hawbury; "I should think so.

By Jove!" Hawbury here relapsed into silence, and sat with a frown on his face, and a puzzled expression.

At times he would mutter such words as, "Deuced odd!" "Confounded queer!" "What a lot!" "By Jove!" while Dacres looked at him in some surprise.
"Look here, old fellow!" said he at last.

"Will you have the kindness to inform me what there is in the little fact I just mentioned to upset a man of your size, age, fighting weight, and general coolness of blood ?" "Well, there is a deuced odd coincidence about it, that's all." "Coincidence with what ?" "Well, I'll tell some other time.

It's a sore subject, old fellow.
Another time, my boy.