"How am I to approach Mr.Romayne ?" he asked.
"I can only answer that, Arthur, by admitting you still further into my confidence.

It is disagreeable to me," said the reverend gentleman, with the most becoming humility, "to speak of myself.

But it must be done.
Shall we have a little coffee to help us through the coming extract from Father Benwell's autobiography?
Don't look so serious, my son! When the occasion justifies it, let us take life lightly." He rang the bell and ordered the coffee, as if he was the master of the house.

The servant treated him with the most scrupulous respect.

He hummed a little tune, and talked at intervals of the weather, while they were waiting.