But the chemist was a ready man.

He lifted his hat with an inquiring smile.
"Didn't you say you wanted some anti-arthritic salts early in the week ?" he asked.
"Yes," said Mrs.Jefferson, "but I got some to-day in Knoleworth, thank you." "Well, I was just making up an indent, and might as well include your specific if you really needed it." Which was kind and thoughtful of Mr.Siddle, but not quite true, though it fully explained his presence at Mrs.Jefferson's gate.
Mr.Franklin, escorting a fragrant Havana up the hill (he had traveled by the same train) saw the meeting, and, being aware of Mrs.Jefferson's frugal habits, since Furneaux had omitted no item of his movements in Steynholme, remembered it later during the nightly gathering in the inn.
Elkin greeted Mr.Franklin respectfully when the great man joined the circle.
"Did you see anything worth while at Knoleworth, sir ?" he said.
"No.

I was unlucky.

All the principals were at a race meeting." "By gum! That's right.

It's Gatwick today.