I will have one of your excellent cigarettes and get round to the club.

Why, this is Enton over again, for here comes Molyneux." The Hon.

Sydney Molyneux shook hands with both of them in somewhat dreary fashion, and embarked upon a few disjointed remarks.

Hennibul took his leave, and Arranmore yawned openly.
"What is the matter with you, Sydney ?" he asked.

"You are duller than ever.