George Bevan was sitting in a taxi in Piccadilly contemplating the traffic and the death of chivalry when a lovely and highly distressed damsel leapt in, pleading to be rescued from the plump young man in the silk top hat pursuing her energetically down the street.

What could a gentleman do but comply with such a request? George detached the silk hat from the rogue's head with one decisive blow, and fell promptly in love with the damsel before the cab had moved ten yards. But she was gone before he could find out her name...