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Not until the following afternoon, which was Saturday and therefore free, was Mr. Topper able to localise his trouble. The discovery came to him as a shock which gathered intensity as the days passed. It marked an epoch in his life. Even Mrs. Topper, who steadfastly refused to recognise changes taking place around her, detected something new and therefore annoying in her husband. But she reassured herself by believing that all stomachs have their off seasons, and became almost pallidly cheerful when she considered the fact that her stomach's off season was always on--it prevailed the year around. To Mrs. Topper it was an endless source of comfort to be able to trace all mystifying cases of conduct, even her own, to such a tangible and well-established institution as a stomach.
It was Scollops again. Scollops draped on her master's knee with a Saturday afternoon mist swimming in her eyes. Scollops, the inexplicable, narrowing infinity between two orange-coloured slits.