CHAPTER SEVEN: The Ministrations of the Rev.Uttermust Dumfarthing.
"Well, then, gentlemen, I think we have all agreed upon our man ?" Mr.Dick Overend looked around the table as he spoke at the managing trustees of St.Osoph's church.

They were assembled in an upper committee room of the Mausoleum Club.

Their official place of meeting was in a board room off the vestry of the church.

But they had felt a draught in it, some four years ago, which had wafted them over to the club as their place of assembly.

In the club there were no draughts.
Mr.Dick Overend sat at the head of the table, his brother George beside him, and Dr.Boomer at the foot.