“Yes.”
“On the book-shelf?”
“Yes.”
“Where does this book-shelf stand?”
Mr. Jeffrey looked up as much as to say, “Why so many small questions about so simple a matter?” but answered frankly enough:
“At the right of the door leading into the bedroom.”
“And at right angles to the door leading into the hall?”
“Yes.”
“Very good. Now may I ask you to describe the cover of this book?”
“The cover? I never noticed the cover. Why do you—. Excuse me, I suppose you have your reasons for asking even these puerile and seemingly unnecessary questions. The cover is a queer one I believe; partly red and partly green; and that is all I know about it.”