The stout man smiled.
“Do you know me?” he asked.
“No, sir.”
“My name is Edgar Starleigh, and I am a photographer.”
“Edgar Starleigh? I read the name on a sign.”
“So you would like to learn photography?”
“That is my ambition, sir.”
“Rather a difficult art, my boy.”
“And it will take quite a while to learn, too, I suppose, sir.”
“That’s true, although some learn quicker than others.”