Then he sighed, looked at me with a smile, and nodded.
"You're right, Duncan." "I know I am," said I."I broke the news to Mrs.Boyce.

That's why he asked me to go up and see him." Winterbotham appeared--a tall, cadaverous man in a fur coat and a soft felt hat.

He shook hands with me in a melancholy way.

In a humbler walk of life, I am sure he would have been an undertaker.
"Now," said Sir Anthony, "tell us all about your interview with Boyce." "Before I commit myself," said I, "with the Civic Authorities, will you kindly inform me what this conference coram publico is all about ?" "Why, my dear chap, haven't I told you ?" cried Sir Anthony.

"We're going to give Colonel Boyce a Civic Reception.".