I meant it.
He helped me on with my coat, brushed off a deal of imaginary dust, said something about skin softeners and bath requisites, but I'd had enough for one morning, and I was yearning to get those cigarettes and have a smoke.
I tendered my pound note.
He took it, and with his best smile said—
"Another sixpence, Sir, please."
BLIMP!
There are many things Dora kept dark