"Lady Fenimore's compliments, sir, and will you be so kind as to step round to Sir Anthony at once ?" Heaven knows that never another step shall I take in this world again; but Sergeant Marigold has always ignored the fact.

That is one of the many things I admire about Marigold.

He does not throw my poor paralysed legs, so to speak, in my face.

He accepts them as the normal equipment of an employer.

I don't know what I should do without Marigold....