"Oh, very well. A gentleman is ill in bed and wants his peruke properly dressed, as he has an important visit to make. Can you come to his house?"
"Yes, of course. But can't the peruke be brought here, sir?"
"Yes. But he wants a shave as well, and although he can go in a sedan chair to pay his visit, he is too ill to come to your shop."
Todd looked a little suspicious, but only a little, and then he said—
"It's an awkward thing that I have no boy at present, but I must get one—I must get one, and in the meantime, when I am called out I have no resource but to shut up my shop."
At this moment a stout man came in, saying—
"Shaved—oh, you are busy. I can wait, Mr. Todd—I can wait," and down he sat.
Todd looked at the new-comer with a strange sort of scowl, as he said—
"My friend, have not I seen you here before, or somewhere else?"
"Very likely," said the man.