Sydney Molyneux, Mr.
Hennibul, K.C., and Mr.Kingston Brooks.

Notwithstanding the high wind an excellent bag was obtained." "What! Our Mr.Kingston Brooks ?" Selina exclaimed.
"It's Brooks, right enough," Mr.Bullsom exclaimed.

"I called at his office yesterday, and they told me that he was out for the day.

Well, that licks me." Mary, who was reading a magazine in a secluded corner, looked up.
"I saw Mr.Brooks in the morning," she remarked.

"He told me that he was going to Enton to dine and sleep." Selina looked at her cousin sharply.
"You saw Mr.Brooks ?" she repeated.