Why, that's the chap Mrs.Prescott's always talking about, her guardian or something." "Her trustee," said I, "and an intimate friend of her late husband." "Ah!" said he, with a twinkle in his eyes which, I will swear, signified "Then there was a Prescott after all!" He waved his cigar.

"Introduce me." And as I accompanied him across the lawn--"There's nothing like knowing everybody--getting it over at once.

Then one feels at home." "I hope you felt at home as soon as you entered the house," said I.
"Of course I did, old pal," he replied heartily.

"Of course I did." And the amazing creature patted me on the back.
I performed the introductions.

Mr.Fendihook declared himself delighted to make the acquaintance of my friends.