"He was in the paper hanging business.

But needs must, when the devil drives, as the saying goes." "What particular devil is driving you, Mrs.Cassley ?" asked T.X., somewhat at a loss to understand the object of this visit.
"I may be doing wrong," began the lady, pursing her lips, "and two blacks will never make a white." "And all that glitters is not gold," suggested T.X.a little wearily.
"Will you please tell me your business, Mrs.Cassley?
I am a very hungry man." "Well, it's like this, sir," said Mrs.Cassley, dropping her erudition, and coming down to bedrock homeliness; "I've got a young lady stopping with me, as respectable a gel as I've had to deal with.

And I know what respectability is, I might tell you, for I've taken professional boarders and I have been housekeeper to a doctor." "You are well qualified to speak," said T.X.with a smile.

"And what about this particular young lady of yours! By the way what is your address ?" "86a Marylebone Road," said the lady.
T.X.sat up.
"Yes ?" he said quickly.

"What about your young lady ?" "She works as far as I can understand," said the loquacious landlady, "with a certain Mr.Kara in the typewriting line.