“Mr. Trent?” Jeeves paused at the open door of the tailor shop.
“Not yet open, but?” The man raised an eyebrow in query.
“If I might check your … other stock?”
Working in an alley off Berkley square, the tailor also carried gently used clothing. He did a brisk business with the servants and on occasion an indirect one with their employers.
“Please yourself.”
Jeeves quickly picked a pink day dress from the rack. “This? On Mr. Wooster’s account.”
“Plus a garment bag for her evening gown?”
Jeeves accepted the package. “I’d rather not say.”
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“Mr. Trent?” Jeeves paused at the open door of the tailor shop.
“Not yet open, but?” The man raised an eyebrow in query.
“If I might check your … other stock?”
Working in an alley off Berkley square, the tailor also carried gently used clothing. He did a brisk business with the servants and on occasion an indirect one with their employers.
“Please yourself.”
Jeeves quickly picked a pink day dress from the rack. “This? On Mr. Wooster’s account.”
“Plus a garment bag for her evening gown?”
Jeeves accepted the package. “I’d rather not say.”
“No need to, Mr. Jeeves.”