There was a general movement of the spectators, and two fresh players took the seats vacated by the late antagonists.
"Who was the man standing behind Cotter's chair ?" Mark asked Boldero.
"That is Sir James Flash.

He is just going to play, you see; it is sure to be another hot game, and an interesting one." "Well, I think I will go," Mark said; "the heat of the room has given me a bit of a headache.

I will see you tomorrow, Dick." "Good night, old man," Chetwynd said; and, shaking hands with Boldero, Mark went downstairs immediately after Cotter.

The latter went into the room below, drank off a tumbler of champagne, and then went down, took his hat, and went out.

Mark followed him for a short distance, and joined him as soon as he got up into the Strand.
"Mr.Cotter," he said, "I have not the pleasure of knowing you personally, and I must introduce myself.