'That would be delightful, but I'm afraid we are in London at present. Which did you like best of the cathedrals, Mr Chokey?
'Chokey's not really his name, you know. The angel's called "Mr Sebastian Cholmondley."
'Well, said Mr Cholmondley, 'they were all fine, just fine. When I saw the cathedrals my heart just rose up and sang within me. I sure am crazy about culture. You folk think because we're coloured we don't care about nothing but jazz. Why, I'd give all the jazz in the world for just one little stone from one of your cathedrals.
'It's quite true. He would.
'Well, that's most interesting, Mr Cholmondley. I used to live just outside Salisbury when I was a girl, but, little as I like jazz, I never felt quite as strongly as that about it.
'Salisbury is full of historical interest, Lady Circumference, but in my opinion York Minster is the more refined.
'Oh, you angel! said Mrs Beste‑Chetwynde. 'I could eat you up every bit.
'And is this your first visit to an English school? asked the Doctor.
'I should say not. Will you tell the Doctor the schools I've seen?
'He's been to them all, even the quite new ones. In fact, he liked the new ones best.