And upon his return, Gherkins, who had always considered his uncle as a very top-hatted sort of person, actually saw him take from his handkerchief-drawer an undeniable automatic pistol. It was at this point that Lord Peter was apotheosed from the state of Quite Decent Uncle to that of Glorified Uncle
Dorothy L. SayersAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: british
- Born: June 13, 1893
- Died: December 17, 1957
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