I judged him to be simulating drunkenness.

But his voice was a cultivated one--I should recognise it anywhere; and Mrs.

Huggins, who saw and spoke with him, describes him as a long-faced man, of gentlemanly bearing, with a furred collar." "Good Lord! Mortimer!" ejaculated Mr.Hucks, but inwardly.
"I need hardly point out to you that a bargee in a furred collar--" "No, you needn't." Mr.Hucks rose from his chair.

"See here, Glasson, you've come with a notion that I'm mixed up in this.

Well, as it happens, you're wrong.