We will have a drink together and a little conversation, if you don't mind." "But I do mind," Tavernake declared.

"I don't know who you are and I don't want to know you, and I am not going to talk about Mrs.Gardner, or any other lady of my acquaintance, with strangers.

Good-night!" "One moment, please, Mr.Tavernake." Tavernake hesitated.

There was something curiously compelling in the other's smooth, distinct voice.
"I'd like you to take this card," he said.

"I told you my name before but I expect you've forgotten it,--Pritchard--Sam Pritchard.