grumbliheTimes."Well,Harry,"saidtheoldgentleman,"whatbringsyououtsoearly?Ithoughtyoudandiesuptilltwo,andwerenotvisibletillfive."

    "Purefamilyaffe,Iassureyou,UncleGee.Iwanttogetsomethingoutofyou."

    "Money,Isuppose,"saidLordFermor,makingawryface."Well,sitdownandtellmeallaboutit.Youngpeople,nowadays,imagimoneyiseverything."

    "Yes,"murmuredLordHenry,settlinghisbutton-holeinhiscoat;"aheygrowoldertheyknowit.ButIdontwantmoisonlypeoplewhopaytheirbillswhowantthat,UncleGee,andIneverpaymine.Creditisthecapitalofayoungerson,andonelivescharminglyuponit.Besides,IalwaysdealwithDartmoorstradesmen,andsequentlytheyherme.WhatIwantisinformation:notusefulinformation,ofcourse;uselessinformation."

    "Well,ItellyouanythingthatisinanEnglishBlueBook,Harry,althoughthosefellowsnowadayswritealotofnonsense.WhenIwasintheDiplomatic,thingsweremuchbetter.ButIheartheylettheminnowbyexamination.Whatyouexpect?Examinations,sir,arepurehumbugfrombeginningtoend.Ifamanisagentleman,heknowsquiteenough,andifheisnotagentleman,whateverheknowsisbadforhim."

    "Mr.DraydoesnotbelongtoBlueBooks,UncleGee,"saidLordHenrylanguidly.

    "Mr.Dray?Whoishe?"askedLordFermor,knittinghisbushywhiteeyebrows.

    "ThatiswhatIhaveetolearn,UncleGee.Orrather,Iknowwhoheis.HeisthelastLordKelsosgrandson.HismotherwasaDevereux,LadyMargaretDevereaux.Iwantyoutotellmeabouthismother.Whatwasshelike?Whomdidshemarry?Youh