You used to come here and sit with him in the evening.

I remember now.

So you did." "Thank you for your good will," said Mr.Farrar.

"Yes, I remember your son-in-law.

I knew him before his marriage." "Did you?
Before his marriage?
Then--" He was going to add, "Then you can tell me his real name," but he paused, because it is a pity ever to acknowledge ignorance, and especially ignorance in such elementary matters as your son-in-law's name.
So Mr.Emblem checked himself.
"He ought to have been a rich man," Mr.Farrar continued; "but he quarreled with his father, who cut him off with a shilling, I suppose." Then the poor scholar, who could find no market for his learned papers, tied up his books again and went away with hanging head.
"Ugh!" Mr.James, who had been listening, groaned as Mr.Farrar passed through the door.