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The two set off together down King’s Road. Not fifty yards from the hotel Travers stopped dead. “Must have a look in here,” he said to Lewis. “Antique shops have the same fascination for me as the millinery places have for women.”

He was a fine figure of a man was Palmer, venerable as an archdeacon, and with a natural dignity that always spontaneously achieved for him a high seat in the hierarchy of whatever servants’ hall he entered. As for Travers, he remembered him being born, in the remote days when the old Colonel was alive and Palmer himself was the Colonel’s man.