What was even worse, he had now been forced to bring his uncle up to Bloomsbury.

'No use for poor Johnny in Hampshire now,' he reflected.

'And how the farce is to be kept up completely passes me.

At Browndean it was just possible; in Bloomsbury it seems beyond human ingenuity--though I suppose it's what Michael does.

But then he has accomplices--that Scotsman and the whole gang.