Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him. For me that is all over and done with. Good riddance.
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