The valet was laughed at.

The watcher's sympathy went out to Baird, who must be seeing his serious effort taken too lightly.
There came the scene where he looked at the photograph album.

But now his turning of the pages was interspersed with close-ups of the portraits he regarded so admiringly.

And these astonishingly proved to be enlarged stills of Clifford Armytage, the art studies of Lowell Hardy.

It was puzzling.