"Why, indeed, now you come to mention it, I haven't the least idea; but, perhaps, my man can tell me."
"Eh—what?" exclaimed the Captain. "Oh, b'gad, he's smoking us!"
"Peterby!"
"Sir?" and having saluted the company, Peterby stood at respectful attention.
"I shall be giving a small dinner in three days' time."
"Certainly, sir."
"At my house, Peterby,—consequently I desire to know its location.
Where do I live now, Peterby?"
"Number five, St. James's Square, sir."
"Thank you, Peterby."
"An invaluable fellow, that of yours," laughed the Marquis, as
Peterby bowed and turned away.