“Did you find out from Colonel Graeme,” inquired Average Jones, “whether Livius, affected any particular brand of literature?”
“Yes. He seems to be specializing on late seventeenth century British classicism. Apparently he considers that the flower of British scholarship of that time wrote a very inferior kind of dog Latin.”
“Late seventeenth century Latinity,” commented Average Jones. “That—er—gives, us a fair start. Now as to the body-servant.”
“Old Saul? I questioned him about strange callers. He said he remembered only two, besides an occasional peddler or agent. They were looking for work.”
“What kind of work?”
“Inside the house. One wanted to catalogue the library.”
“What did he look like?”
“Saul says he wore glasses and a worse tall hat than the colonel’s and had a full beard.”
“And the other?”
“Bookbinder and repairer. Wanted to fix up Colonel Graeme’s collection. Youngish, smartly dressed, with a small waxed moustache.”