He was shown into the grill, where he was pleasantly greeted by his host and Crawford and introduced to a young man about his own age, a Mr.Forbes.

Thomas, dressed in his new stag-coat, felt that he was getting along famously.

He had some doubt in regard to his straw hat, however, till, after dinner, he saw that his companions were wearing their Panamas.
Forbes, the artist, had reached that blase period when, only upon rare occasions, did he feel disposed to enlarge his acquaintance.

But this fresh-skinned young Britisher went to his heart at once, a kindred soul, and he adopted him forthwith.

He and Thomas paired off and talked "fight" all the way to the boxing club.
There was a great crowd pressing about the entrance.