“No; I would not attempt to do anything that would scare him or make him angry; but if you can give him a distaste for his hobby, I presume you will be carrying out my late brother’s wish—”
“And my own desire, sir; but I had better not argue with him, perhaps, just now, though my eye will be more frequently upon him than he may be aware of; in fact, I have already seen him more than once, sir, though he had no idea of it.”
“Indeed! Then when Captain Link arrives, Mr Falcon, would you like to meet him, and join us on board near Gravesend?”
“Wouldn’t it be better for you to see Link alone, sir?”
“Yes, I think perhaps it would—and now will you favour me with your address?”
“Allow me to hand you one of my cards, sir.”
“Ah! I perceive your name is Filcher Falcon.”
“Oh—ah—I have given you the wrong card.”
“Eh? A relative’s, perhaps?”
“You mustn’t guess again, Mr Goodall, but here is my own card and my hotel, sir; and if you will let me have the other card back, I shall feel much obliged.”