The son of Major Sholto and also the one responsible for attempting to make things even after her father’s death. He is seen to be more morally upright than his brother and carries out his father’s wishes even though they will cost him money in the end.
”He was clearly a confirmed hypochondriac”
“Pray step into my little sanctum. A small place, miss, but furnished to my own liking. An oasis of art in the howling desert of South London.”
“He writhed his hands together as he stood, and his features were in perpetual jerk”