"Well, I'm flattered to be living next door to someone who has actually read my books," Tobias said with a laugh, "rather than just using them as decoration or to prop up an uneven table." He followed Humphrey as he moved to make the tea. "Two lumps and a dash of milk, please," he said, then his eyes widened as Humphrey said he wrote plays. "You're that Humphrey Harris?" he asked, then realised it was a silly question. How many men could there be with the name Humphrey Harris?