Mr.Killigrew had his private secretary, but this gentleman rarely saw the inside of the Killigrew home; it wasn't at all necessary that he should.

Killigrew was a sensible man; his business hours began when he left home and ended when he entered it.
"Do you know any earls or dukes ?" asked Killigrew, folding his napkin.
"Really, no.

I have moved in a very different orbit.

I know many of them by sight, however." He did not think it vital to add that he had often sold them collars and suspenders.
The butler and the second man pulled back the ladies' chairs.
Killigrew hurried away to his offices; Kitty and her mother went up-stairs; and Thomas returned to his desk in the library.

He was being watched by Kitty; nothing overt, nothing tangible, yet he sensed it: from the first day he had entered this house.