leopoldsprockett

“When I explained who I was, his expression softened and his face became friendlier. In hesitant words he confirmed himself to be Leopold Sprockett. ‘Come in, come in. Of course. Pleased to meet you. Very pleased,’ he said. I followed Sprockett upstairs and waded into a room where we found a small clearing between an armchair and a warming fireplace. ‘Won’t you sit down?’ he said, pointing at the armchair with one hand and pushing a pile of books off a stool with the other. I sat and he set the stool in front of me before lowering himself and awkwardly perching on it. He stared at me, eager that I reveal