"We keep a gramophone in the basement now.

"Because those things they advertisehomework, envelope addressing, or selling gramophones on commissionthey're

"We none of us know what the fair semblance of a human being may conceal, Sir. Are we all then no better than brushed exteriors, whited sepulchres-" His voice stoppedexactly like when you hit a neighbour's gramophone with a well-aimed brick, the same instant silenceand the rustle of the paper stopped, and everything was still... "Have you done with my hat?"