Higgs brought them back just in time for the dinner.
'It's just about five years since they had such a turn-out at the vicarage,' said Higgs in a crisp little voice.

'Miss Violetta was nineteen then; she'll be twenty-four now.' 'Yes,' said the curate absently; 'what was up then ?' ''Twas a dinner much of a muchness to this.

Mrs.Higgs, she was just reminding me of it.

But that was in honour of Mr.Herbert, of the 'All.
You'll 'ave heard of him ?' 'Oh, yes,' said the curate, 'all that was very sad.' 'The more so,' said Higgs briskly, 'that when it was broke hoff, Mr.
Herbert died of love.

He went to some foreign countries and took up with low company, and there he died.