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Excerpt from Midas and Son
The footman touched his cap and withdrew, to return a moment later with a muscular, professionally cheerful male attendant pulling a bathchair. Towering over his shoulder, Sir Aylmer laboriously climbed down from the car and lowered himself heavily into the chair, which creaked and sank under his weight. Unobserved by him, the two servants exchanged humorously rueful glances their master's periodical visits to the gardens were con ducted in the spirit of a captain's Sunday inspection of his ship; an unswept leaf on the close-cropped lawns, a weed squeezing its way through the tightly-packed red gravel were signals for a kindling eye, for deepened furrows from nose to mouth, for a rolling thunder of rebuke. His mood was not likely to be made less critical by his son's fast approaching return.
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