"We have some prime Havanas, sir; how many did you order?"
"Oh, bring me half a dozen; that's enough after wine."
Quibbles departed on his mission.
"This is a nice place, Pratt, to tell secrets in; don't you think so?"
"I do, indeed," said Arthur, looking around with a knowing air, and thrumming on the table with his fingers.
The clerk at this moment returned with cigars and wine glasses, and drew the cork of the wine bottle.
"Quibbles."
"Yes, sir."
"Has Clinton been here to-night?"