Either you must have always worn the right clothes, or you want someone to teach you." "Of course, you must have a valet, papa," said Dorothy.
"I can't--I can't have a man messing about me," said Septimus Rainer in a tone of almost pathetic pleading.
"I'm afraid there's no way out of it," said Tinker firmly.
"I'm sure there isn't if Tinker says so.

He knows all about these things," said Dorothy.

"You must be brave, papa: you really must." "I'll find him one," said Tinker.
Septimus Rainer yielded with a gesture of hopeless resignation..