However as the months went by, Rossiter buckled down more to his work, and Mrs.Rossiter noticed that he engaged a new assistant at L300 a year to take charge of his enormous correspondence.

Mr.Bertie Adams seemed a nice young man, though also afflicted at times with something that gave melancholy to his gaze.

But he had a good little wife who came to make a home for him in Marylebone.

Mrs.Rossiter being a kindly woman went to call on her and was entirely taken up with their one child whom she frequently asked to tea and found much more interesting than the new Pom.

"But it's got such a funny name, Michael; I mean funny for their station in life.