It was agony for him to contradict Sir Peter.

But truth is great.

It prevailed.
"I was in the City then, sir, serving my time at Tyson's." He dropped his eyes.

He had crushed Sir Peter with proof, but he was too polite to be a witness of his discomfiture.
"Tyson's--Tyson's." Sir Peter's tongue uttered the name mechanically.

His mind no longer followed Vance; it was busy with the loveliest woman in Leicestershire.
Mr.Vance smiled.