Then with a little sigh he folded the note in the smallest possible compass and thrust it into his waistcoat pocket.
"Your young friend, my dear Brooks," he said, taking up his cue, "does me the honour to mistake me for some one else.

Will you inform her that I have no knowledge of the person to whom she alludes, and suggest--as delicately as you choose--that as she is mistaken an interview is unnecessary.

It is, I believe, my turn, Catherine." "You decline, then, to see her ?" Brooks said.
Lord Arranmore turned upon him with a rare irritation.
"Have I not made myself clear, Brooks ?" he said.

"If I were to keep open house to all the young women who choose to claim acquaintance with me I should scarcely have a moment to call my own, or a house fit to ask my friends to visit.

Be so good as to make my answer sufficiently explicit." "It is unnecessary, Lord Arranmore.