Kendrew

However there was no harm done, and having roared for a boy to off-saddle, Kendrew led the way inside, on conviviality intent.

Here Kendrew interrupted us by bellowing to his boy to put on a great deal of beefsteak to fry, and to hurry up with it.

Now Kendrew, as I have said, was a good fellow enough, yet this was the last evening I should spend here for some time.

Kendrew was one of those jolly, happy-go-lucky souls that people do take to on sight, and he had youth on his side.

I remember too, that Kendrew ground his teeth with pain under the grip that I had fastened upon his shoulder.