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Good morning yes, splendid, thank you never fitter Very busy yes, of course what Lunch Thursday?... Oh, but delighted. Just let me look at my book a moment? Yes quite free Who? The Frasers and Pigots? Oh! delightful! 1.30, delightful!" Mr. Boset, settled once more in his chair, was as charming as possible. You would suppose that the whole day was at Peter's service.
The editor of The Saturday Illustrated was a very different person from Mr. Boset. At a desk piled with papers, stern, gaunt and sharp-chinned, his words rattled out of his mouth like peas onto a plate. But Peter saw that he had humorous twinkling eyes. "Well, what can you do?" "I've never tried anything but I feel that I should learn " "Learn!
Boset was eating chocolates out of a little cardboard box and his attention was continually held by the telephone that summoned him to its side at frequent intervals. He was however exceedingly pleasant. He begged Peter to take a chair. "Just a minute, Mr. Westcott, will you? Yes hullo yes This is 6140 Strand. Hullo! Hullo! Oh is that you, Mrs. Wyman?
"And what can I do for you, sir?" he said. "Your name?" said the Shining One. Peter had no cards. He blamed himself for the omission and stammered in his reply. The Boy gave the lady at the typewriter a very knowing look and disappeared. He swiftly returned and said that Mr. Boset could see Mr. Westcott for a few minutes, but for a few minutes only. Mr.
Boset sat resplendent in a room that was coloured a bright green. He was himself stout and red-faced and of a surpassing smartness, his light blue suit was very tight at the waist and very broad over the hips, his white spats gleamed, his pearl pin stared like an eye across the room, his neck bulged in red folds over his collar. Mr.
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