'Ah, just in these days that beard of yours should fairly quiver with memories.'
'What memories?'
'Memories of a Bacchic nature.'
'I don't understand.'
'What, have you forgotten the famous May Bazaar of 1884?'
'Well, upon my word, now that you remind me of it, the third anniversary does fall on one of these next days. But you were not there—who told you?
'You want to know more than is good for you, my dear boy.'
'Do tell me!'
'Bend your mind rather to making the most skilful use of this anniversary and give me news as soon as you have any.'
'When shall I see you again?'