The book in the box had been one written under his pen name, so Tobias hadn't expected Humphrey to recognise his name, and it was a pleasant surprise that he did.
"Well, both are true," he said. "None of the ones that I wrote under my own name were in this particular box, that I saw, but I didn't look at all of them. You did have Melusina in there, but that's from back when I used Percival Sloane. " Back when he was still trying to prove himself to his father. He pushed that thought aside and followed Humphrey into the flat, navigating his way around boxes. "To be quite frank, I'm still surprised that anyone actually reads my books. I always half-believed that Melinda, my mother, and Margot bought a third of the sales each, to keep my spirits up."
He smiled with a hint of self-deprecating humour. "But tea really does sound perfectly lovely."