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Father looked up. He was impressed, as everyone wasimpressed by Henry's personality. Though such a large andportly man he had appeared, as it were, like some vast travesty of Ariel who couldmaterialise and vanish at will. Father ordered tea.
　　"Did I see you've gotmuffins here?" he asked.
　　Henry smiled benignly.
　　"Yes, sir. Very good indeed our muffins are, if Imay say so. Everyone enjoys them. Shall I order you muffins, sir? Indian or China tea?"
　　"Indian," said Father."Or Ceylon if you've got it."
　　"Certainly we have Ceylon, sir."
　　Henry made the faintest gesture with a finger andthe pale young man who was hi minion departed in search of Ceylon tea and muffins. Henrymoved graciously elsewhere.