“What do you want here?” he asked, at length. “Are you the father of one of the servants?”
“I’m the father of all the servants in the house,” said Mr. Piper, sweetly.
“Don’t answer me, sir,” said Mr. Cox, with much pomposity; “you’re an eyesore to an honest man, a vulture, a harpy.”
Mr. Piper pondered.
“How do you know what’s an eyesore to an honest man?” he asked, at length.
Mr. Cox smiled scornfully.
“Where is your warrant or order, or whatever you call it?” he demanded.
“I’ve shown it to Mrs. Cox,” said Mr. Piper.
“Show it to me,” said the other.
“I’ve complied with the law by showing it once,” said Mr. Piper, bluffing, “and I’m not going to show it again.”