How do you like it ?" "Me!" exclaimed Cotherstone, surprised.

"Me ?--why, I've had--yes, five-and-twenty years of it!" Kitely took another sip from his glass and set it down.

He gave Cotherstone a sharp look.
"Yes," he said, "yes--five-and-twenty years.

You and your partner, both.
Yes--it'll be just about thirty years since I first saw you.

But--you've forgotten." Cotherstone, who had been lounging forward, warming his hands at the fire, suddenly sat straight up in his chair.