[During
this, in Irene's sitting room. Grumpily.]
I am in search of a man and any assistance would be much appreciated.
He is an unimpressive man, neither especially ugly or especially handsome. Some average height, perhaps somewhat less, 5 ft 7 or thereabouts. He comes from moderate wealth, though not the peerage. He has traveled abroad a distance, and he has had an opium habit for some time. There is some evidence to suggest he is not British. Possessed of certain imagination, he has a wife or sister that is blonde and well-favoured.
[To Irene: "There. Are you happy?"]