Pens, ink and paper are before me.

I must prove myself a person worth knowing.
From his rooms, they say, you can tell much about a man.

But, alas! these peaceful rooms in Adelphi Terrace--I shall not tell the number--were sublet furnished.

So if you could see me now you would be judging me by the possessions left behind by one Anthony Bartholomew.
There is much dust on them.

Judge neither Anthony nor me by that.
Judge rather Walters, the caretaker, who lives in the basement with his gray-haired wife.