In the hall he found a man whom he recognised as Melmotte's butler, a ponderous, elderly, heavy man who now had a letter in his hand. But the lord could tell by the man's face and manner that he himself had some story to tell. "Is there anything the matter?"
"Yes, my lord,--yes. Oh, dear,--oh, dear! I think you'll be sorry to hear it. There was none who came there he seemed to take to so much as your lordship."

In the hall he found Melmotte's butler, a ponderous man who held a letter. He could tell by the man's face that he had some story to tell.
"Is there anything the matter?"
"Yes, my lord. Oh, dear! I think you'll be sorry to hear it. There was none who he seemed to take to so much as your lordship."
