“Sure. Kirk and me go five rounds every morning.”
“You have been boxing with him to-day? Then perhaps you can tell me if an absurd young man in eye-glasses has called here yet? He is wearing a grey——”
“Do you mean Bailey, ma’am. Bailey Bannister?”
“You know my nephew, Mr. Dingle?”
“Sure. I box with him every morning.”
“I never expected to hear that my nephew Bailey did anything so sensible as to take regular exercise. He does not look as if he did.”
“He certainly is a kind o’ half-portion, ma’am. But say, if he’s your nephew, Miss Ruth’s your niece.”
“Perfectly correct.”
“Then you know all about this business?”
“Which business, Mr. Dingle?”