I came to suggest that while I'm away in Buda-Pesth you should let Pollyooly and the Lump occupy that spare bedroom of yours.

I don't like leaving them alone in the Temple; and I thought that you might like to have them here for a while, though I fear Pollyooly will clean the place." He looked round the studio gloomily.

"But you can stand that for once, I expect," he went on more cheerfully.

"At any rate it would be worth your while, because you'd learn what grilled bacon really is." At the mention of the name of Pollyooly the scowl on Hilary Vance's face began to smooth out; as the Honourable John Ruffin developed his suggestion it slowly disappeared.
"Oh, yes; I'll put them up.

I shall be delighted to," he said eagerly.
"Pollyooly gives more delight to my eye than any one I know.