"The affair happened in a very dubious sort of place.

I don't think I shall hear anything more about it unless from Tapilow himself." Ralph nodded.
"We will close the chapter," he said.
"You have no news--" "None!" he interrupted me, shortly.

"We will close the chapter." So I spoke to him no more on his own affairs.

His servant brought in the letters and papers, poked the fire, and announced that breakfast was ready.
"You will have something, Austen ?" he asked.
"I have only had a continental breakfast," I answered.

"I dare say I can manage to eat something." "I have a letter from Dicky," he remarked, later on.