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WHEN Sheila taxed Robinson with spreading slander he was not embarrassed; he just said blandly that his enemies were making mischief. When I accompanied her to his office a few days later, he received us with his twinkling old-fashioned politeness, quite unabashed, as though her accusations were a breach of taste which he was ready to forget.
He had taken two garret rooms in Maiden Lane. ‘Always have the kind of address that people expect from you,' he said, showing me writing-paper headed R S Robinson, Ltd, 16 Maiden Lane, London WC2. ‘It sounds like a big firm, doesn't it? How is anyone to know anything different? ' he said, with his gusto in his own subtlety, his happy faith that all men were easy to bamboozle.