"I know Mr.Bentham slightly.

He once paid me rather a curious visit.

But never mind that now." "Was it in connection with this affair ?" the Baroness asked him quietly.
Wrayson affected not to hear.

He passed his cigarette case to Barnes, who was stamping up and down the room, muttering to himself.
"Look here, you'd better have a smoke and calm down, young man," he said.

"It's no use going to see Bentham in a state like this." The young man threw himself into a chair.