There's Godson, the former Lord Mayor.

He had four daughters, and the governor might have had his pick." "Here he comes," Arnold remarked, quietly.
Mr.Jarvis took the hint and went off to his work.

A moment or two later, Mr.Weatherley arrived.

He passed through the office and bestowed upon every one his customary salutation.

At Arnold's desk he paused for a moment.
"Feeling all right this morning, young man ?" he inquired, striving after a note of patronage which somehow or other eluded him.
"Quite well, thank you, sir." "You found the evening pleasant, I hope?
Didn't lose any money at bridge, eh ?" "Mrs.Weatherley was good enough to take on the stakes, sir," Arnold replied.