Newcombe

I usually arranged not to go to the house, but after I had built up a system Colonel Newcombe over used it.

“This is very kind of you, Mr. Newcombe,” she said speaking first, for Jack had contented himself with bowing over her hand.

Newcombe had been hung up for days here, and had left a few hours only before we arrived.

Mademoiselle X, Colonel Newcombe's friend, now visited me in hospital with another lady who had been kind on occasion.