I Move in Good Society I walked out of that house next morning with Blenkiron's arm in mine, a different being from the friendless creature who had looked vainly the day before for sanctuary.

To begin with, I was splendidly dressed.

I had a navy-blue suit with square padded shoulders, a neat black bow-tie, shoes with a hump at the toe, and a brown bowler.

Over that I wore a greatcoat lined with wolf fur.

I had a smart malacca cane, and one of Blenkiron's cigars in my mouth.