4/13 He was dressed in a grey Norfolk suit, dark brown boots and knitted woollen stockings reaching to the knee. There was an air of pomposity and arrogant importance about him which--considering who and what he was--would have been entertaining to any observer gifted with a sense of humour. 'I can do a little of that sort of work, although of course I don't profess to be able to do it as well or as quickly as a man who does nothing else.' 'Oh, no, of course not, but I think you could manage this all right. Mr Sweater's been speaking to me about it. It seems that when he was over in Paris some time since he saw a room that took his fancy. |