She promoted him to the use of his proper Christian name, and called him Roger.

The duke had grown calm once more, and read a four-penny-half-penny magazine with every appearance of absorbed interest.
In the motor car which carried them from Ricksborough station to the court, Pollyooly insisted on having the Lump on her knee.

Motor drives did not come their way so often that she could bear to be parted from him in an hour of such delight.
Once out of the peaceful seclusion of the railway carriage the duke's excitement had returned; and now that the real ordeal was at hand, he had grown uncommonly nervous.

It may be that he was unused to deceit.
He had set Emily Gibbs beside the chauffeur that he might have Pollyooly to himself; and all the way he poured jumbled instructions into her ear in a fashion which would have brought her to the court hopelessly confused had she been paying much attention to him.

As she followed him up the steps of the court she fancied that he was even shaky on his legs.
Rawlings, the butler, greeted them with a cold and dignified civility which showed him thoroughly aware of his own value.