It was Wednesday, and on Wednesday there was always a particular curry at lunch which he much affected.

He was a connoisseur in curries, and the _chef_ always made this with an eye to Sir Denis's approval.

He would have to shorten his walk and 'bus part of the way, or the curry would be cold.

He hated to be put out in his daily routine.
"I never was freer from gout in my life, Matilda," he said, with indignation.

"I don't trouble the doctors much.