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Freddie Rooke gazed coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had placed on a plate before him. 'Parker!' His voice had a ring of pain. 'Sir?' 'What’s this?' 'Poached egg, sir.' Freddie averted his eyes with a silent shudder. 'It looks just like an old aunt of mine,' he said. 'Remove it!' He got up, and, wrapping his dressing-gown about his long legs, took up a stand in front of the fireplace. From this position he surveyed the room, his shoulders against the mantelpiece, his calves pressing the club-fender. It was a cheerful oasis in a chill and foggy world, a typical London bachelor’s breakfast-room. The walls were a restful gray, and the table, set for two, a comfortable arrangement in white and silver.