I did not marry until some years later than he did.

I had two boys, who were both drowned when out in a fishing boat at Yarmouth.

My daughter was the youngest." He rose from his seat and led the way to the drawing room, where a lady some fifteen years younger than himself was seated at work, with a girl of nineteen or twenty.
"My dear," he said, "I have a surprise for you.

This gentleman, Major Lindsay, who has distinguished himself greatly in India, is our nephew.

He claims, and I may say at once that I see no reasons whatever to doubt it, that he is the child of my brother Harry who, as you may remember, was, with his wife, killed in India a few months after we were married.