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AFTER years spent in the quest of the perfect boy, Odgson seem satisfied that the species became extinct when he grew up, and a man was engaged to assist at the guillotines and do the rouse-about work of the factory. Chiller Green was about twenty-four and a sinister young man at first sight. He came on to the flat with the tips of his fingers dipped behind his belt in front, his chin thrust forward, and his eyes full of truculence. He surveyed the room and its occupants coldly, and his expression implied a certain disgust at finding himself in such cheap company. As he glared, his chin moved in a chewing action, leisurely and insolent. The movement was purely for effect; Chiller had nothing to chew. He had dressed in a soft black felt hat, high in the crown--a kind much effected by jockey-boys; a short, faded coat; trousers very skimped in the waist, and high-heeled boots.
A facetious clerk called up the tube to Feathers: "Accept delivery of the new boy. Please forward receipt at your convenience."