Foreign News: The Impatience of Patience

Since the days when he was enrolled on the staff at stately 400-year-old Diddington Hall, Rodwell Patience had been a model manservant. As an apple-cheeked footman, he was up at dawn each day to oil the lamps and trim the wicks. No faithful servitor in the vicinity could pad about with such noiseless efficiency or efface himself with such dignity as Patience, and he was a dab at removing the pips from his master's grapes before setting them on table.

In 1930, when the old squire of Diddington died, it was natural that Patience...

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