"That depends a good deal on whether they invite us," I answered.
"It's only Jack trying to be funny," Cecily told the receiver.
"As I was saying," continued Herbert, "it's James MacClure."
"No less," said the other, with a fiendish smile.
It is necessary to go back a little in order to property properly to appreciate the momentous importance of the arrival of this man at this juncture. He was destined to play a large part in Herbert's future; the manner of their acquaintance was this.
Many years ago McClure had James was the son of rich but Jas, as his college friends used to call McClure James Producing a revolver from his hip pocket, Herbert shot James McClure through the heart.
Cecily flapped about with the Directory.
"Trying to find a number that you haven't used already?" I enquired.
Chapter LIX.
Ermyntrude