Scudamour was the name of the man, and he had met my brothers Alexander and Henry years before in Paris.

Then I remembered Scudamour, and I probably frowned, for I myself was my own brother Henry.

I distinctly recalled Scudamour meeting Alexander and me in Paris, and calling me Henry, though my name begins with a J.I explained the mistake to Pettigrew, and here, for the time being, the matter rested.

However, I had by no means heard the last of Henry.
[Illustration] Several times afterward I heard from various persons that Scudamour wanted to meet me because he knew my brother Henry.

At last we did meet, in Jimmy's chambers; and, almost as soon as he saw me, Scudamour asked where Henry was now.