30 SEPTEMBER 1966, page 31
The Ex-celebrity
By STRIX THE Labrador, curled up under my desk, gave a low growl. 'What's the matter with you?' I muttered absently. Then my nostrils recog- nised, tardily, the acrid,......
By STRIX THE Labrador, curled up under my desk, gave a low growl. 'What's the matter with you?' I muttered absently. Then my nostrils recog- nised, tardily, the acrid,......