It was dedicated to 'M.R.' as if the name were a secret, so--" "'Everybody' is very stupid then.

'M.R.' is an old lady, my god-mother, who helped me with money for my expedition to Lhassa, otherwise I couldn't have gone.

And she isn't of the kind that likes to see her name in print.

Now, where shall I take you, Imp?
Because I must go and look for Mrs.Allendale." "I'll stay where I am, thank you," I said, "and watch you dance--from far off.

That's my part in life, you know: watching other people dance from far off." When he was gone, I leaned back among the cushions, and I wasn't sure that one of my heart attacks would not come on.