A glance at his face left the impression that life, perhaps by no very gentle means, had taught him patience.
'This letter will introduce me,' said Hyacinth; 'it is from your brother, Captain, or Mr.Albert, Quinn.' James Quinn took the letter, and turned it over slowly.

Then, without opening it, he laid it on the table in front of him.

His eyes travelled from it to Hyacinth's face, and rested there.

It was some time before he spoke, and then it was to correct Hyacinth upon a trivial point.
'My half-brother,' he said.

'My father married twice, and Albert is the son of his second wife.