"You must both come and stay with me.

Now, you won't refuse, Mr.Dene, will you ?" She looked at Mr.
Clendon pleadingly, and then with confusion and embarrassment, as they both remained silent.
"My father's name is not 'Dene,'" said Derrick, who felt that the explanation would have to come sooner or later.

"He is Lord Sutcombe." Reggie did not start; but, for the first time in his life, the young man looked nonplussed and discomfited; he regarded the father and son with a puzzled stare, then, with an exclamation, he cried, "Of course, the _elder_ brother! Then--then _you_, Green, are Lord Heyton ?" He smiled as if he himself had conferred the title of nobility on Derrick.

"Well, this knocks me out.

No more detective novels for me! Realism is my line for the future.