ABSTRACT
What oddly different people I do come across. Think of coming from such courts as mine to such a dinner-party. There was a captain, such a queer man with unconcealed confidence in his own power and success, a kind of Tom Thurnall, if Tom Thurnall1 had been a member of an old family, proud and yet scornful of its history. I dare say some of his self-confidence is due to family pride.
