THE WISDOM OF FATHER BROWN
ordinary science or natural law for a family to have some deformity frequently reappearing—such as one ear bigger than the other.'
"The big librarian had buried his big bald brow in his big red hands, like a man trying to think out his duty. 'No,' he groaned. 'You do the man a wrong after all. Understand, I've no reason to defend him, or even keep faith with him. He has been a tyrant to me as to everybody else. Don't fancy because you see him sitting simply here that he isn't a great lord in the worst sense of the word. He would fetch a man a mile to ring a bell a yard off—if it would summon another man three miles to fetch a matchbox three yards off. He must have a footman to carry his walking-stick; a body servant to hold up his opera-glasses'
"'But not a valet to brush his clothes,' cut in the priest, with a curious dryness, 'for the valet would want to brush his wig too.'
"The librarian turned to him, and seemed to forget my presence; he was strongly moved, and, I think, a little heated with wine. 'I don't know how you know it, Father Brown,' he said, 'but you are right. He lets the whole world do everything for him—except dress him. And that he insists on doing in a literal solitude like a desert. Anybody is kicked out of the house without a character who is so much as found near his dressing-room door.'
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