The porter looked George up and down.
As if without thinking, George reinforced the note.
“Yes, that’s all right,” said the porter. “I see the two ’alf-quids. But I’m goin’ to get into trouble over this show. Once a flat’s took, it’s took. I ain’t got no business to let you inside.”
“No one need know,” said George thoughtlessly.
“Yes, they need,” said the porter. “Wot if you wants to ’ave it? The firs’ thing the agent’ll say is, ‘ ’Ow did you get inside?’ ”
George began to hate the porter very much.
“That’s easy enough,” he said. “I shall say I saw it on Saturday afternoon.”
There was a silence.
“Let’s ’ave a look at that ‘order,’ ” said the porter suddenly.
For the ninth time that day an ‘order to view’ passed.