His name was Fendihook.

Barbara replied that she would be delighted to see Liosha's friend, and of course came back to us and speculated as to who and what this Mr.Fendihook might be.
"Why didn't you ask her ?" said I.
"It would scarcely have been polite." We consulted Jaffery.

"Never heard of him," he growled.

"And I don't like to hear of him now.

That young woman's running loose a vast deal too much." "What an old dog in the manger you are!" cried Barbara; and thus started an old argument.
On Sunday morning we saw Mr.Fendihook for ourselves.