The pair of them had only a firm of lawyers for guardians.

He's just a good-looking, clean-minded, high-spirited young fellow, full of beans, and needing the bit every now and then.

But, of course, he's no different from the run of young fellows of his age, and if an adventure came his way I suppose he'd see it through." "And the girl ?" Andrew Pelham rose from his seat.
"I will show you her photograph," he said.
He passed into an inner room divided from the dining-room by curtains.
In a moment or two he reappeared.
"Here it is!" he said, and laid a picture upon the table.
Now Duncombe was a young man who prided himself a little on being unimpressionable.

He took up the picture with a certain tolerant interest and examined it, at first without any special feeling.

Yet in a moment or two he felt himself grateful for those great disfiguring glasses from behind which his host was temporarily, at least, blind to all that passed.