If any of the servants butt in, don't lose your head.

Just say you're waiting to see me--Mr.Keep.

I won't be long.
Wait." "Wait!" snorted the stranger.

"You BET I'll wait!" As Fred closed the door upon him, the naked one was rubbing himself violently with Mrs.Keep's yellow golf-jacket.
In his own room Fred collected a suit of blue serge, a tennis shirt, boots, even a tie.

Underclothes he found ready laid out for him, and he snatched them from the bed.