"That's him."
"Oh, good heavens! I should think I did. An awful chap. I had a row with him."
"Did you, now? So you had a row with him? Faith, he's always rowing with people, and it's my belief he'll do it once too often."
"Do you know him?" said Bobby, who in his few minutes' knowledge of Mr. Giveen had taken a hearty and whole-souled dislike to him that amounted almost to a hatred.
"Know him!" said Mr. Giveen. "None better. I just came down to ask after him, but since I've met you, you can tell me all I want to know."
"Delighted, I'm sure."
"He's got some horses down here?"
"Yes, so I believe."
"And he's got his little daughter and the governess with him?"