"Besides, you must remember that it was really through her that the man was brought to justice." "I harbour no ill-feelings towards the girl," Lord Ashleigh replied.
"Nevertheless, the sight of her for a moment was disconcerting....

I would not have stopped you just now, Mr.Quest, but my brother is very anxious to renew his acquaintance with you.

I think you met years ago." Sanford Quest held out his hand to the man who had been standing a little in the background.

Lord Ashleigh turned towards him.
"This is Mr.Quest, Edgar.

You may remember my brother--Professor Ashleigh--as a man of science, Quest?
He has just returned from South America." The two shook hands, curiously diverse in type, in expression, in all the appurtenances of manhood.