And Farll had been forced to help him to undress! From this point onwards Priam Farll, opulent though he was and illustrious, had sunk to a tragic impotence.

He could do nothing for himself; and he could do nothing for Leek, because Leek refused both brandy and sandwiches, and the larder consisted solely of brandy and sandwiches.

The man lay upstairs there, comatose, still, silent, waiting for the doctor who had promised to pay an evening visit.

And the summer day had darkened into the summer night.
The notion of issuing out into the world and personally obtaining food for himself or aid for Leek, did genuinely seem to Priam Farll an impossible notion; he had never done such things.

For him a shop was an impregnable fort garrisoned by ogres.