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It was a sad-eyed and very meek-looking man who the following afternoon stood waiting by the bookstall at Colchester Station, and no one who paused to regard him critically could possibly have been very far out in determining exactly what he was. He was a man accustomed to receive orders, to do what he was told, and to watch, without envy, whilst others partook of the good things of life. 'In service,' was surely how he earned his daily bread and to be at someone's beck and call was undoubtedly the only vocation meet and proper for the temperament that was so obviously his.
"A regular turnip," was how Jameson, Dr. Shillington's chauffeur, summed him up when he first caught sight of him and guessed it was the man he had been sent to meet.