"Very sharp," }
}we murmured together.
"Very thick," }
"I will thin it out," he suggested.
"As long as you get it out painlessly, I don't mind," I said, and I lay back and studied the bottles.
"It's a curious thing," I observed, "but mine is the only case for which you hairdressers fail to provide."
"I don't quite follow, Sir."
"Well," I explained, "for any degree of baldness you provide remedies by the hundreds. You offer to invigorate the hair, to dress it, to bring it up in the way it should go, and to produce it in any quantity."
The light of battle came into the assistant's eye and he moved to the wash-basin.
"Yes," he said, picking up a bottle of oily mixture, "this preparation, for instance, is really to be recommended. The famous Criniline."
He held it aloft and the neighbouring assistant barely suppressed a cheer. "I've sold——"
"That's all very well," I objected, "but where do I come in?"