Good evening, Chetwode!" He turned away so abruptly that Arnold had scarcely time to return his greeting.

It seemed so strange to him to be talked to at such length by a man whom he had scarcely heard utter half a dozen words in his life, that he was left speechless.

He was still standing before the window when Mr.Weatherley crossed the pavement to the waiting taxicab.

In his walk and attitude the signs of the man's deterioration were obvious.

The little swagger of his younger days was gone, the bumptiousness of his bearing forgotten.