Children Of The Archbishop (1951) - Plot & Excerpts
Trump had made up his mind. Mr. Dawlish would have to go. Admittedly, the decision itself was a recent one. But the steps leading up to it had been slow and inevitable. In the first place, it was Mr. Dawlish’s appearance that had counted so much against him. As a non-smoker himself, Dr. Trump disliked all smokers. But a dirty smoker was more than dislikable: he was downright disgusting. And it had to be admitted that Mr. Dawlish was dirty. Positively frowsty, in fact. There was ash all over him. Then there were his shoes. Other masters somehow contrived to keep their shoes clean. But not Mr. Dawlish. He would come slopping down the stairs in the morning with shoes that looked as if he had spent the night in the kitchen garden. It was a key-point, the shoes: Dr. Trump had noticed before that clean shoes and self-respect always went together. He knew now at the first hint of shoe-trouble, to look out for the other danger signs. And in Mr. Dawlish they were all there—unpressed trousers, bulged pockets, ragged fingernails, creased tie, untidy collar, badly shaven chin.
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