"You'd think, the way Mafferton purrs round the old lady, he'd been a friend of the family from the beginning of time! Fact is, he met them two days before they left London.

_I_ had known them a good month, and the venerable one seemed to take to me considerably.

There wasn't a cab she wouldn't let me call, nor a box at the theatre she wouldn't occupy, nor a supper she wouldn't try to enjoy.

Used to ask me to tea.

Inquired whether I was High or Low.