'The scene is the lobby of a London hotel during the season. The American has the culture of a Rotarian from the Middle West and the bonhomie of an iceman who knows all his clients' wives by their Christian names. For the Englishman imagine a gravely polite gentleman with a high-bridged Norman nose and fastened to the immemorial insignia of his nationality, to wit, a bowler-hat, a tightly rolled umbrella, and a pair of yellow gloves.'