"Wheer does 'e come from ?" "I don't know," she replied.

"And I don't very much care.

It's enough for me that he's here and spending money!" "Where's his chauffy ?" inquired a lad, lounging near the bar.
"He hasn't got one.

He drives his car himself.

He's got a friend with him--a Mr.James Brookfield." There was a moment's silence.