It disturbed him.

There were exceptions to every rule.

And if the connoisseur meant anything at all, he was simply stultifying the rest of the article.

Time be d----d! He had come nearly to the last line of the last obituary before he was finally ruffled.

Most of the sheets, in excusing the paucity of biographical detail, had remarked that Priam Farll was utterly unknown to London society, of a retiring disposition, hating publicity, a recluse, etc.