Rossiter looked doubtful “Yo're sure, now,” he persisted,“you wouldn't like to see the Jack Who Lost His Latch-Key Coming Home From the Pub, and how did he get to the top of the pack? … Ah, well Mrs. Quayle did.” He brightened, and added reflectively: “She's the only one who would ever let me perform my Scenes from Shakespeare, too. I rather fancy myself as an actor. You should see my Sherlock. And my Hamlet, particularly in the more epileptic scenes with the Ghost. My Lear also has been favourably commented on, though the force of the interpretation is weakened by the frequent necessity for removing my false whiskers in order to get the hair out of my mouth. This sometimes leaves the audience in doubt as to whether I am playing King Lear or Sherlock Holmes. My Othello, with the assistance of a little burnt cork...”
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