When Craig came he was letting his valet dress him.

He sent for Craig to come up to his dressing-room.

"You can talk to me while Walter shaves me," said Grant from the armchair before his dressing table.

He was spread out luxuriously and Josh watched the process of shaving as if he had never seen it before.

Indeed, he never had seen a shave in such pomp and circumstance of silver and gold, of ivory and cut glass, of essence and powder.
"That's a very ladylike performance for two men to be engaged in," said he.
"It's damn comfortable," answered Grant lazily.
"Where did you get that thing you've got on ?" "This gown?
Oh, Paris.